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GOLDEN CENSER:
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' • The Sabbath Schools,
Children's Hosannas to the Son of David.
"And when the Chief Priefts and Scribes saw the wonderful things that he did, and the
children crying in the temple, and saying, Hosanna to the Son of David, they were sca-e
displeased, and said unto Him, ' Hearest thou what these say ?' And he said unto them,
' Yea ; have ye never read. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou hast perfected
praise P' "
By WILLIAM B. BRADBURY.
Author of " The Golden Chain," " Golden Showe«," ** Oriola," " Jubilee," " Ket-Note," Etc., Eta^
NEW YORK:..
Fnlblislxed l>y BIGLOTT Sc MIAinv, 4SS Sroome St.
SUOOESSORS TO
t^illiam: b. Biftj^r>BXJiiY.
IVISON, PHINNBY, BLAKEMAN & 00., 47 & 49 GREENE STREET,
Bnterea, accordiBg lo Aet ofCocgress, In fho yaar 1S64, by ^vt. B. Bsaubc-et. in the District court oi «»e ttnlled BUW«
for the Southern District of New York.
PREFACE.
A GREAT Improvement has been made within a few years in the Music of our Sabbath Schools. This may be attrlbut*^
In part at least'to the character of the music and hymns recently introduced. No longer resorting to low Negro melodies
for their devotional hymns, our Schools have turned their attention to music of a higher order ; music composed expressly
for and adapted to the use of Sabbath Schools. It has perhaps been as much the privilege of the author of Tub Golden
Cknseb, as that of any one to contribute to this result. The hundreds of thousands of Golden Chains, Showers, and Oriolas
that have winged their way all over the land, testify to the .success of this enterprise ; while thousands of letters from
Superintendents, Teachers and Pastors received by the author of these works, bidding him " God speed," bear uniform te»-
timony to the good that has already been accomplished through their circulation.
The writer's especial attention was called to this work upon observing, a few years since, the character of the mnslo
that was placed in the hands of Sabbath School children, and, with a determination that his best talents as a composer should
bt devoted to the Sabbath School cause until our Sabbath Schools should at least be in possession of melodies and hymns
composed expressly for their use, that Were not only pleasing and attractive, but free also from all unhallowed associationa>
he set himself at work.
A*i ardent love for the employment, and a pretty extensive acquaintance with leading Sabbath School friends through-
out the country, has brought to the author's aid a host of valuable assistants — writers of some of the sweetest hymns in ou
langu.ige, and many of these, ladies, whose devotion to the cause has inspired their pens with heavenly ardor. These hymns
are hrimful of the Goxpel, and if they do not sing themselves right into the hearts of both teachers and children, the faul
must be in the music, and not in the hymn. More than the usual number of scripture themes will here be found, while tha
most popular and appropriate modern feature, the ever recurring " Refrain" and " Chorus," sung as children only can sing
fl;em, tend to fasten like "a nail in a sure place" the sentiment of the hymn. We have space only to suggest to those about
adopting the Censer, the names of a few pieces as an introduction, viz. : Glory to the Lamb, page 5; My Sabbath Song,
p. 6; The Sinner's Friend,!; Sunday School Recruiting Song, 10 ; Jesus Paid it All, 12; We are Coming, 17; Never be
Afraid, 20; The Blessed Sunday School, 80 ; Jesus Died for me, 36; Blessed Bible, 42; Bright Mansions, 48 ; The Better
Part, 56 ; Seeking Jesus, 68 ; The House upon a Rock, 72 ; White Eobes^ 84; Something to do in Heaven, SO ; The Littla
Band, 60; Always There, 9, &c., &c., &c.
We offer in the Golden Censer our sweetest incense, — the Incense of children's Hosannas to their Saviour and Kingi
May these be to Him an acceptable offering, — an offering of a sweet smelling savor.
Directions fob the Movekbnt.— Wreetfone, partly tn flgnres, are piven to the different pieces at their beEimine, ag " 24— two to
the measure," etc., the meaning of which is, Take a string and attach a lightweight to one end of it, holding the other between the thumb
and finger, at a distance of twenty four inches from the weight. Set the string in motion, oscillating like the pendulum of a clock. Two
of these vibrations mark the time of a measure of this piece of music. The explanation being in brief thus ; ' String 24 inches long-
two Tibratioai to the measura," etc., etc. Tha little pocket circular tape oieasure is very convenient for this purpose, the case aerving rac
^r nOTICE TO BOOK COMPILERS AND OTHERS, .^i
The MPSIO and POETKYOf nearly every piece in the Golden CenSer is the copT-RrGfrrpKOPEKrYof taeannhor, nav5ne t)«en
eoiiiposed and written expressly for this book, and " entered according to Act of Consress." lio person, therefore, has a right
to print in any form, or lor any purpose lohaterer, either v.'erd8 or mu&ic, without'flrst obtaining permission from the au-
thor. If hymns or tunes are desired for Sunday School Anniversaries, or for any other puri)ose, such permission must llrsl
be obtained, otherwise the person using them trespasses against the laws of copy-right, makes himself liaLile, aud will be held
accountable.
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'and I BEITELD, AND I HEAED THE VOICE CF MANT ANGELS ROUND ABOU'
DERS; AND THE NUMBER OF THEM WAS TEN THOUSAND TIMF^ TEN THOU
THE THRONE, AND THE BEASTS AND TffE Elf
ND, AND THOUSANDS OF THOUSANDS: SAVIXO
WITH A LOUD VOICE, 'WOIITHY IS THE LaMB THAT WAS SLAIN TO EECEITE POWER, AND EICHES, AND WISDOM- AND
BTBENGTH, AND HONOR, AND GLORY, AND BLESSING,'"— i2eO. 5 1 11,12.
2i~T/ires to each measure. \ 1st. )]
REFRAIN.
j Hark the sweetest notes <
•( All the hosts of heaven their
J Ye for whom his precious life was given, Sacred themes to you belong;
' ( Come, and join the glorious choir of heaven, Join the ever-lasting.
J of an-gels sing-ing, Glo-ry, glory to the Lamb,)
their tribute bringing, Raisicg high the Savloui i.. \
We Will join the beautifa}
"We will join, <fcc.
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an - ff(h; Sing aitai/, ye beautiful an- ffels. Sing a -way, sinff a -way, Glory, glory to the Lam,b.
8. Hearts all filled with holy emulation.
We unite with those above;
Sweet the theme — the theme of free salvation,
Founts of everlasting love.
We will join the beautiful angels, &«.
4. Endless life in Christ our Lord poasesslng,
Let us praise his precious name :
Glory, honor, riches, power, and blessing
Ue forever to the Lanih.
We will join tne b'?.auUfiil angels, &a
i—Two to each measwt. Matthew 21 : 16, 16.
SEMI-CHOKUS. _, .^ h M. _^ ^FULL CHORUS, jf
san-nah to the Son of Da-yidI Praise him, O praise him, Our Saviour and our King." "Suf-fer them to
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cr.me," said Je-sus ; Hence our youthful throne, " Suf-fer them to come," said Je - sua ; Hence our joy - ful song.
2. Why should children hold their peace,
"When the whole creation sings,
And the rounded firmament
With its Maker's glory rings ? — Cho,
S. Why should children hold their peace,
When their happy hearts rejoice J
What 80 tuneful to our Lord,
^ ^ bis praise from childhood's voice f— C%o.
4. Why should children hold their peace i
Why did God their voices give ;
Save to praise the Lamb -who died
That the children's souls might live?— C%a,
If the children hold their peace,
Then the very stones shall sing;
And the mountains and the hills
Shall their echoing tribute bring 1-
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20 — Three to each measure.
J J Soft and Gentle.
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ll. "Come to me all yethatla-bor, Heavy laden and oppressed," These -were the precious words of Jesus.
1 2." Take my easy yoke upon you.Leave the wrong and choose the right; Come learn of me the meek and lowly,
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/. CHORUS, viTiU energy, lut not very loud.
" Come, and I will give you rest." 'Ti3 a Father's love, 'tis a Father's call, Ta his house above, there is
You shall find my burden light." 'Tls a Father's love, 'tia a Father's call, la Lis house above, there, &c.
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room for all, Yes, there's room for all in my Father'u heavenly home.
Yes, there's room for you.
there's room for me.
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S. Lord, we come to plead thy promise,
We, by sin and guilt oppressed,
Would take thy easy yoke upon us ;
Grant us, Lord, on thee to rest.
Tia a Father's love, <tc.
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Guard us by thy kind protection
Purify our every heart ;
O teach us, Lord, and make us humble^
Jileek, and lowly, as thou art.
'lis a Father's love, &,q.
* jyordi lorittcn for ihit vjork.
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20— Three to each measure.
Music by "Wm. B. Bradburt.
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But there's nothing half so
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2. "Tis a sone of love and mercy
Speaking peace to all mankind ;
Telling sinners, poor and needy,
Where the Savinur they may find-
No fear of ill, Ac.
8. Angels sweetly sing in glory
Songs of praise to God, their King;
But the song of blest redemption
Man, redeemed, alono can sing.
No fear of ill, &c.
4. "While I live, O, may I ever
Love the holy Sabbath song;
And when death shall call me horaewsr^
Join it with the blood-bought throng.
No fear of ill, &&
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" JeSITS ChEIST— THB 8AMB VK8TBBDAT, TO-DAT, AND POREVEH.'*
Wordi by Kate Cameron. Music by Wm. B. BEADHwaY.
15 — Three to each measure.
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1. What-ev - er cross the world may bring Of
In sor-row's hour his love can cheer, And
pov - er - ty and shame, To Je - sus'
bid our fears de - part ; He makes our
hand we still can cling — He always
hap - pi-ness more dear, And fills with
is the same. He who was the sinner's Friend "Will be
peace our heart. He who was, the sinner's Friend Will, <fec.
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3. Dear Saviour, make us truly thine;
And all our sins forgive ;
Conform us to thy will divine,
And bless us while we live.
He who was, «fc<J.
And in the world beyond the sky.
With thee we'll gladly dwell ;
TSo more to weep, no more to die^
No more to say farewell.
He who was, 4«.
SpMted. 15— Two to each meatwrt
1. Dare to do rii^ht !
2. Dare to do right 1
3. Dare to do right !
Dare to be true!
Dare to be true!
Dare to be true I
You have a -work that no oth- er can do ,
0th- er men's failures can nev- er save you'.
God, who ere - at - ed you, cares for you too ;
Do it so brave-ly, so kind- ly, so well. Angels will hast-en the sto - ry to telL
Stand by your conscience, your honor, your faith; Stand like a he - ro, and bat- tie till death.
Treasures the tears that his striving ones shed, Counts and protects eve-ry hair of your head.
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Dare, Dare, Dare to do right I Dare, dare, dare to be true ! Dare to be true 1 dare to be true I
Js N IS =|- > Dare,
4. Dare to do right 1 dare to be true
Keep the great judgment-seat always in view
Look at your work as you'll look at it then —
Scanned by Jeliovjih, and angels, and men.
Dare to do right I <ko.
5. Dare to do right ! dare to be true t
Jesus, your Saviour, will carry you throughj
City, and mansion, and throne all in sight,
Can you not dare to be true and do right I
Dara to do right 1 &c.
24.— Two to each meatur^t.
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1. Why should cold or stormy weather Keep me on this ho - \y day From my du - ty to my Saviour,
2. Blessed place, where ev-ery mouieut Seems a trea-suie bright and fair . Dear-ly prized a - bove all oth-ers,
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From the Sabbath-school a - way. Always there, Always there, There to join in praise and prayer ; There to meet my
Let me then be alwaj-s there. Always there. Always there, There to join in praise and prayer ; There to meet, &o.
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teacher dear. There to join in praise and prayer, There to Meet my teacher dear, And join In praise and prayer. '
8. When on earth my Saviour wandered,
Cold and weary, many a day,
He at midnight sought the desert,
In its soUtude to pray. — Cho
4. With an humble, lowly spirit.
Would I know and do his will ;
Learning under every trial
How to suffer and be still.-
-Cho.
5. Ne'er shall cold or stormy weather
Keep me on this holy day
From my duty to my Saviour,
From the Sabbath-school away. — Cho.
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Wordi by Mrs. E. M. Sangster.
Single Voice, (Boy) or SBMroiioRus. 19— Two to eactl
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garments old — Will scarcely hold to - geth-er ? Go bring him in ; there is room to spare ; Here are food, and shelter, and
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Repeat in Ml Chonu.
pi - ty: And we'll not shut the door 'Gainst one of Christ's poor, Tho' you bring every child in the ci - ty.
Girl.
2s Do you kBow any little tired sfirl,
Whose feet with cold are aching ;
Whose shrinking form braves the winter's storm ;
The alms of the richer taking ?
" Go bring her in," Ac.
3. Can you think of a comrade who often goea
To play in the lots on Sunday,
And who's 'ite at school, and who breaks the rul«
Of bis teacher dear on Monday ?
" Go bring him in," Ac.
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4. Go I gather them in from the tenement house,
And the merchant's stately palaoe ;
From the world's dark strife, and the heavenly life,
Let them drink from the golden chalice.
" Go bring them in," «fec.
Gently.
1. Soft be the gently breathing notes, That sing the Saviour's dyin
Teacher.
"lis the Master'i work ! there is none -so low,
But his loving hand may reach them,
And there's none so sunken in want and woe.
But we'll joy to help and teach them.
" Go bring them in," <fec.
Wm. B. Bradbury.
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2. Soft as the morning dews descend,
While Avarbling birds exulting soar;
So soft to our almighty Friend
Be every sigh our bosoms pour.
S. Pure as the sun's enlivening ray.
That scatters life and joy abroad ;
Pure as the lucid orb of day,
That wide proclaims its Maker, God.
SLEEPING IN JESUS.
1. Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep,
Prom which none ever wakes to weep;
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.
. Asleep in Jesus ! ol, how sweet,
To be for such a slunber meet !
With holy confidenet to sing
That death has lost lis cruel sting,
2. Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest.
Whose waking is supremely blest •
No fear, no woe, shall dim the hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.
S. Asleep in Jesus ! oh, fc me
May such a blissful refuse be ;
Securely shall my ashes lie.
Waiting a Bummons fron on higl^
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1. Noth- ing, eith - er great or small, Re - mains for me to do ;
2. When he from his lof - ty throne, Stoop'd do-svTi to do and die.
3. Wea - Tj, work-ing, plod-ding one, Oh, wherefore toil you bo ?
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Je - BUS died,
Ev - ery thing
Cease your do- ij
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and
paid it all,— Yes,' all the
ful - ly done; "'Ti$ finished!
all was done ; Ye^ a - ges
debt
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long
owe.
cry.
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Je - BUS paid it all, ,
Je - BUS paid it all,
Je - BUS paid it all,
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4. Till to Jesus' wirk you cKng,
Alone by sinple faith,
" Doing" is a dfadly thing,
Your " doind' ends in death.
Jesus plid it aU, Ac
5. Cast your deadly " doing" down,
Down all at Jesus' feet ;
Stand in Him, in Him alone,
All glorious and complete,
Jesus paid it all, dta
20— One to each f.
"hb hath given him a namb above eveey name," Ac.
From the "Golden Chain," by permissio'i,.
1st. \\2d. End. REFRAIN
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j There is no name so sweet on earth,No name so sweet in heaven,
( The name before his wondrous birth To Christ,the Saviour,siven.
0. For there's no word ear ever heard, So dear, so sweet, as Je-sus.
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We love to sing around our King, And hail him blt•s^e(5
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2. His human name they did proclaim.
When Abram"s son they seal'd him:
Th& name that still by God's good will,
Deliverer revealed him. — Cho.
fc. And when he hnng upon the tree,
They wrote his name above him.
That all might see the reason we
For i^vermore must love him. — Cho.
4. So now upon his Father's throne,
Almighty to release us
From Bin and pains, he gladly reigns.
The Prince and Saviour, Jesus. — Vho.
Wm. B. Bradbury.
1. Sweet land of rest ! for thee I sigh,When will the moment come; ? When I shall lay my armor by. And dwall with Cnrist at
2. No trauquil joys on earth I know, Ko peaceful sheltering home— This world's a wilderness of woe. This world is not my
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home. Home, Lome, sweet, sweet home.And di
home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home,This
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Id is not my home.
8. To Jesus Christ I sought for rest.
He bade me cease to roam,
Bt fly for succor to his breast,
d he'd conduct me home.
Home, home, &c.
4. Weary of wandering round and round
This val? of sin and gloom,
I long to leave the unhallowed ground.
And (iiwell with Christ at hama.
h-ome. home. >kc.
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for /is by Fanny Crosby.
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Sweetly rang their evening hymn
O'er that region vast and wide,
Through the forest dark and dim,
And the rocking pines replied.
'Twas a cold December night,
And the earth was robed in snow,
But the stars with mellow light
Blest our fathers long ago.
3.
When the early buds were seen,
And the robin's song was heard,
Children frolicked on the green,
Happy as the woodland bird ;
Culled the daisy young and fair,
Watched the brooklet's quiet flow,
Banished every cloud of care
From our fathers long ago.
When our country's banner bright
Told her deeds of noble worth.
Children hailed its radiant light.
Hailed the land that give them birth
Children now rejoice to hear,
All their youthful hearts can knoir,
And the precepts still revere
Of their fathers long ago.
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TBwewSvevdt,
E. Roberts,
J j When Ho - ean - nas loud re - sound-ing Rang tlirough Sa - km joy - ful - ly,
■ ( As the Sa - viour came in tri - umph, [Omit -..--.]
Je - BUS heard their lit
Smiled up - oa the ha
voic - es, Aud -mth gen - tie, lov - ing
chil - dren, [Omit
Children's voic - es rose
Sub -jects of his roy
on high, Hymn- ing out the joy - ful cho
al grace ; Hushed the haughty priests to si -
rus, Shout-ing forth the
lence By the old pro-
glad ac - claim, " Mighty King, the Son of Da-
phet- ic -word : " Forth from infant lips per- feet
3. Still the mighty King of Salem
Comes in holy triumph nigh, —
Still hosannas, loud resounding,
Rise from infant tongues on high,-
Still the sceptic and the scoifer
Sneer and ridicule the song, —
And the Saviour smiles as sweetly
On the happy infant throng.
vid, Com-iug in Je - ho - vah's name.'
ed. Praise shall come before the Lord.'
4. In the day when gathered millions
Sing hosannas, far away,
'Mid the shining hosts of angels,
Infant tongues shall swell the lay.
Come then, children, to the Saviour,
Sweetest welcome waits you here ;
And with those bright hosts in heaven.
You shall sing his praises there.
We cxve Comvwo^, "BVe^sedL ScwyvouVs
fF'ords by Mrs. Lydia Baxter.
16 — Tu'o to each measure.
2. We are comingr, blessed Saviour,
To meet that happy band,
And sing with them "forever,
And in thy presence stand,
We are coming;, &c.
To meet that happy band.
8. We are coming, blessed Saviour,
Our {"ather's house we see —
A glorious mansion ever
For children young as we.
We are coming, &c.
Our Father's house we see.
4. We are coming, blessed Saviour,
That happy home is ours ;
If here we gain thy favor
We'll reach those fragrant bowers.
We are coming, &c.
That happy home is ours.
6. We are coming, blessed Savioar,
To crown our Jesus King,
And then with angels ever
His praises we will sing.
We are coming, &c.
To crown our Jesus King.
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CHORUS.
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SOtO.
1. i^*^ hea^n-lyliome is bright and fair; We'll be gathered home; Nor death, nor sigh-mr,
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2. Its glit-tering towers the sun outshine, We'll be gathered home
That heavenly mansioi
boTe the arched and
8 My Fa - ther's house is built on high; We'll be gathered home; A- boTe the arched an(
VIS - it
rimll be
Btar - ry
there,
mine,
sky,
We'll be gathered home.
We'll be gathered home.
We'll be gathered home.
We'll wait till Je - sus
We'll wait till Je - sus
We'll wait till Je - sus
comes, Well
comes, &c.
comes, &(2.
wait till Je- SUS comes, We'll wait till Je- sus comes. And we'U be gathered home.
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4. Let others eeek a home below, &c.
tVhich flames devour, or waves o'erthrow.-
■Cho.
5. Be mine the happier lot to own, <fee.
4 heavenly mansion near the throne. — Chorus.
6. Then fail this earth, let stars decline, <fec.
And sun and moon refuse to shine. — Chorus.
1. All nature sink, and cease to be, &c.
That heavenly mansion stands for me. — Chorus.
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1, Morn of iSi-on's glo
ry, Brightly thou art breaking. Ho
ly joy thy light a - waking; Morn of Zi -on's glo
Iff:-
Ancient saints foretold thee, Seraph angels glad behold thee : Stream's of rich salvation Flow to every 'nation.
Far and wide. See them glide ;
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2.
Morn of Zions glory —
Every human dwelling
With thy notes of joy is swelling;
Morn of Zion's glory.
Distant hills are ringing,
Echoed voices sweet are singing
Haste thee on,
Like the sun.
Paths of splendor tracing,
Heathen midnight chasing.
Mom of Zion's glory —
Now the night is riven ;
Now the star is high in heaven ;
Morn of Zion's glory.
Joyful hearts are bounding.
Hallelujah sweetly soimding ;
Peace with men
Dwells again,
Jesus reigns forever !
Jesus reigns forever (
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21 — Ttoo to each measure.
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1. Never be afraid to speak for Je - sus, Think how much a word can do ; Never be afraid to
2. Never be afraid to work for Je - sus, In his vineyard day by day; Labor with a kind and
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own your Sa - viour, He who loves and cares for you. Nev-er be afraid, Nev-er be afraid,
wil - ling spi - rit, He will all your toil re - pay. Nev-er be afraid, Nev-er be afraid,
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Never, never, never, Je - sys is your lov - ing Saviour, Therefore ne- ver be a - fraid.
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Kever be afraid to bear for Jesus,
Keen reproaches when they ftiU ;
Patiently endure your every trial,
Jesus meekly bore them alL
Nerer be afraid, <fec.
4.
Never be afraid to live for Jesus ;
If you on his care depends
Safely shall you pass through every trial.
He ■will bring you to the end.
Never be afi-aid, &c
Never be afraid to die for Jesus ;
He the life, the truth, the way.
Gently in his arms of love wiirbear yoa
To the realms of endless day.
Never be afraid, &c.
■Two to each measure.
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1 In the cross of Christ I gIory,Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All
light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime;
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When the -woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me ;
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy.
When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds new lustre to the day.
Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified ;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
5.
In the cross of Christ I glory.
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the lights of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
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Joyfblly, with Spirit and Energy.
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1. "We path-er, ■wo path-er, dear Je - sus, to bring The breathings of love, 'mid the blossoms of Sprinpr;
2. When, stooping to earth from the brightness of heaven, Thy blood for our ran - som so free-ly was given ;
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grate-ful - ly raise Our hearts and our voi - ces in hymn-in? thy praise.
Thou designcdstto Us - ten while children a - dored, "With joy -ful ho-san-nas — the bless' d of the Lord.
Hal-le - lu-jah
UaUl« • lu-JaU I lle-baa • ua to tho Lordl
Hal-le-lu-jahl llo-sau-na in the high -est! . Hal-la- lu-jah 1
^^.^ 8. Those arms which embraced Httle children of old.
Still love to encircle the lambs of tlie fold
That grace which inviteth the wandering home.
Hath never forbidden the yonncest to come.
Hallelujah, &.C.
4. Hosannal hosanna! Great Teacher, wo raise
Our hearts and our voices in hymning thy praiae,
For precepts and promise so graciously given.
For biessinss of earth and the glories of heav«n.
Hallelujah, i'Ai.
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Theo. F. Seward. •
1. What shall I do for that kind Friend Who once for me so^ poor be-eame ; Who had not where to
2. For Him who bore my sins a - way, Who free - ly shed His blood for me, Who souo-ht me when I
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lay His head, Who suffered death, reproach,
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shame,
went a- stray, Redeemed my soul and made it free.
What shall I
What shall I
do, What shall I do, What
do, What shall I do, <fec.
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S. For Him who, with such tender love,
Bestows the riches of His grace ;
For Him who intercedes above.
And for my soul prepares a place.
What can I do. Ac.
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4. I'll give to Him my heart and life,
And love and serve Him day by day;
And this shall be my only strife.
That from His fold I may not stray.
This can I do. &,c
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ff^orJs hy Mrs. M. A. Kiddeo.
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Is it he who sits down at my ta
ye out in the high-ways and h
My bro - ther so dear nn - to me,
The al - leys, the lanes, and the street;
Or my friend who hath done me a la - vor,-
For ye nev - or have need to stand i - die
My neigh-bor, O, where may he
The want of a neigh-bor to
be? Where may he be? ■where mav he
greet I A neighbor to greet,— A neighbor to
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be? My neigh-bor, oh ! where may he be?
greet. The want of a neigh- bur to greet.
Drink deep from sweet charity's fountain
Little failings in kindness o'erlook;
Tor our Saviour liad pity for others,
And he never his neighbor forsook
He never forsook, <fec.
He hath said that a cup of cold water,
If given in the name of the Lord,
In that day when he makes up his jewels,
Shall meet with a tenfold reward !
A tenfold reward, <fec.
Chapin.
1. Come, let us join our cheerful songs "With angels round the throne ; But all their joys are one.
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues.
2. Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry.
To be exalted thus ;
Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply,
For he was slain for us.
8. Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine ;
And blessings more than we can give
Be. Lord, forever thine.
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4. Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise,
DoxoLOGY. — To Father, Son, aqd Holy Ghost,
One God, whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
Aud shall be evermore.
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fVords by C. jksus wept. — John 11 : 34, 85.
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1. How sweet In every trying scene, That wounds the spirit here, To feel that Jesus bore our grief, And know he still is near;
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2. He groaned in spirit while he spoke :
" Where have you laid the dead ?"
" Lord, come and see," they murmured Iq-w,
He followed where they led ;
Beneath a cold sepulchral stone
An only brother slept,
And angels wondered as they gazed.
For lo 1 the Saviour wept.
3. How oft the prayer our lips would breathe.
The heart alone may speak;
How oft the penitential tear
Bedews the mourner's cheek :
Poor child of toil, though dark and sad,
Thy weary lot may be,
With few to smooth life's rugged path.
Thy Saviour wept for thee.
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1. When I can read my ti
tie clear To mansions in the skies.
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Cho.—\ want to go, I want to go, I want to go there too,
I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyej.
I want to go wher« Jesus is, I want to go th&re toOk
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1 Should earth against ray soul engage, ) 3. Let carea like a wild deluge come.
And hellish darts be hurled, And storms of sorrow fall-
Then 1 can smile at Satan's rage,
And lace a frowning world,
CAo.— I want to go, &c.
May I liut safely reach my home,
My God, my heayen, my all Cho.
i. There I shafl batHe my wea/y sonl
In seas of heavenly rest.
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast — CAo
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1. We journey on to the land above, A land of light and aland of love; We're strangers here, and the bind we're in. Tho'a
2. A lit - tie while in the land below. To that above we will shortly go ; A few more days on the pilgrim road.Then we'll
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ig on to the land of Canaan; Travelling with Abraham, &o.
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pleasant land, is a land of sin. We are journey-
rest at home with the Lord our God. We are journey-
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Chorus to last verse. We are here, safely here, in the land of Canaan ; Travelling with Abraham, and
^""^ — - - - ' ' '~^~^ — K| I K_ H ^ ^^^ while we pass through the land below,
We'll look to that where we soon shall go ;
And fix our eyes on our Saviour's throne,
Isaac and Jacob,There we shall dwell,There we shall dwell, Ever in the land ^"^ TfJ^tJrL'^l'^^^V'' ^'' ^'^'^ "'"'**
of Canaan. We are journeyiBg, ic
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Isaac and Jacob, HeK we shall dwell, Here we shall dwell, Ever in the land Farewell, fare we'll to the land of sin I
of Canaan. We are here, safely here. &0.
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TTTtrac-t from ft letter from Kev. Win. Goodell, D.D., of Constantinople, Turkey, to Kev Dr Prime, of KewYork:
vl?v s^imnle one ami suited othTp«p«lanar, that all L Christian .uothers in the world may learn to sing it r.y oear, , .t
IZl Wp *lXnrw that Brother may be where John wa.s ' on the Lord's day' (not in e^Jile, but in tne Sp.r ) ; and
mavbe^ssilted^to makfa t^^ shaUbesungineverylandbyeveryi»ngue,notonlytm the beginning of t^e MiUenium,
but straight through till the very end of it, and even far beyond.
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fFords by Julia Oill. -'
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heal-iag the peo- pie who throng him, With a touch of his fin-ger.thej s^;
And now I shall car -ry the chil - dren— Lit-tle Ra-chel, and Sam-uel, and John,
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Aud dear lit - tie Ea-ther, the ba - by, For the Mas- ter to look
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2. The father then looked at her kindly,
And said, as he tenderly smiled,
" Now who but a fond loving mother
Would think of a project so wild.
If the children were tortured by demons,
Or d_ying with fever, 'twere weii ;
Or had they the taint of the leper,
Like many around us who dwell"'
8. " Nay, nay, do not hinder me, Nathan.
I feel such a burden of care ;
And if to the Master I tell it.
That burden He'll help me to bear ;
If He lay but His hands on the children,
'My heart will be lighter, I know,
For a blessing for ever and ever
Will follow them each as they go."
4. So, over the mountains of Judah,
Along with the vines all so green,
With Esther asleep on her bosom.
And Rachel her broth between;
With the people who hung on His teaching,
Or waited His touch or His word ;
Through the row of proud Pharisees hastening,
She pressed to the feet of the Lord.
5. " Now, why shouldst thou hinder the master,"
Said Peter, "with children like these t
Thou knowest from moi^n until evening
He is teaching, and healing disease."
Said Jesus : " Forbid not the children,
Permit them to come imto me !" ' ■
Then He took in His arms little Esther,
And Rachel He sat on His knee.
6. The care-stricken heart of the mother
Was lifted all sorrow above ;
His hands kindly laid on the children.
He blest them with hohest love ;
And said of the babes on Hie bosom,
" Of such are the kinardom of Heaven."
Then strength for all duty and trial.
That hour to her Spirit was given.
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Wm. B. Bradbury.
TVcrdi by Mrs. M. A. Kidder.
ADAPTED TO ANNIVEESAKY OB OTHER BABBATH SCHOOL OCCASIONS.
Sprightly and Joyous.
1 Ho -ly and brisfht in the sweet sunlight, Is the blessed Sabbath morning, And to
2 Fleeting is youth, but the gems of truth That we glean from the sacred pages In our
God our King -we will glad - ly sing, 'Wlio hath caused its glorious dawn-ing, "We'll
school so dear^ tho' the storm is near, Still we'll point to the Rock of Ages, No
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haste a - way each hap - py day. Our dear cora - pan-ions greet-ing. To our
time we'll waste but glad - ly haste While the pleasant bells are ring-ing, To the
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Sun-day School, while the air is cool, 'Tis a pleas - ant place of meet-ing I
cheer-ful pule of the Sab-bath School, To the place of prayer and singing.
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" Tns MOEEOW SHALL TAKB THOUGHT FOR THE THDJGS OF TTSEhF.—MaU. Vl, 34.
fToriis hy Chas. Swajn. Music by O. J. Willarb.
30 — Two to the mtasurt.
1. Let to- mor-row take care of to- mor-row
Have faith, and thy faith shall sustain thee-
Leave things of the fu - ture a - Iddc
Per- mit not bus - pi - cion and care .
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2. Let to-morrow take eare of to-morro-w ;
Short and dark as our life may appear,
"We may make it still darker by sorrow-
Still shorter by folly and fearj
Half our troubles are our o-wn invention,
And often from blessings conferred : ^
"We have shrunk in the wild aj^rehensioB
Of evils that never occurred.
To-ujorrov, To-morrow, <te.
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1. Je-sus Is our dearest friend, So tender, tried, and true ; His warm love will never end. That love is always new.
CHORUS.
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Then hail, all hail to Je-sus' name ! To save our souls from death he came ; And he for - ev - er is the
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2. Jesus IS our faithful Guide,
We'll never go astray,
"While we linger near his side,
And he directs our way. — Cho,
8. Jesus 18 our only Guard ;
And still his mighty arm.
Tho' the way be rough and hard,
Will keep us safe from harm. — Cho,
4. Jesus is our All in All,
Our Prophet, Priest, and King,
On his name we'll humbly call
Aud still his praises sing.— C%a
Moderato,
From "Sihier CtUme:' hy permission. fFords and Musk by H. L. Frisiii*.
that land hath seen, Be-yonii, beyond tli^
e nor mor-tal strife, Bo-yond, beyond the riv
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[)y, nev-er - end-ing life.
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Be-yond, beyond the rlv - er.
Be-yond, beyond the riv
Its shores are com-ing near-er, The skies are growing clear -er,
Thro' the e-ter-nal hours, God's love, in heavenly show-ers, Shall
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day it seem-eth dear-er, That land beyond the
■wa - ter faith's fair flow-ers In the land beyond the riv- er.
We'll stand thestorm, we'll stand the storm, Its
11 stand the storm, we'll st;ind the storm,(S
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8. That glorious day will ne'er be done, Beyond; <fec
When we've the crown and kirK;dom won, Beyond, Ae.
There is eternal p!«aeiire,
And joys thit none can measure^
For those who J»«v« their treasure In the land, isc
4. When shall we look from Zion's hill. Beyond, <fec.
With endless bliss our hearts shall thrill, Beyond, &c.
There angels bright are singing.
Where golden harps are ringing,
M't ne'er shall cease our sinpinia In the land, &c
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"Hb dikd that tn: might liVk."
fTorJs by Mrs. H. N. Beers.*
4-^re« to each ^.
Music by Wm. B. SRADBtf«t.
j 1. Although I am a sinful child, Je-sus is my Saviour— With guilt my heart is all defiled, Je- sua died for me.
I sing the »ove of Je- sus— Ho diedfor me, He died for me— His precious blood can cleanse us. Once shed on Calvary.
2. Though but a child, I'll do His will,
Jesus is my Saviour-
Ill hear His voice, and follo\s^ still-
Jesus died for me.
I sing the love of Jesus, <fec.
8. Around my feet is many a snare,
Jesus is my Saviour —
m seek Him every day in prayer,
Jesus died for me.
I sing the love of Jesus, <fec.
1, And since His service I've begtm,
Jesus is my Saviour —
I'll tell His love to every one,
Jesua died for me.
I sing the love of Jesus, &c.
5. When all my duties here are done,
Jesus is my Saviour- —
He'll take me nearer to His throne,
Jesus died for me.
There I shall be -with Jesus,
Who died for me, who died for m«.
And sing the love of Jesua
Through all eternity.
Written for the Sabbath School of the Fourteenth Street PrMbytorlan Church, H. T.
THE SABBATH SCHOLARS' COMPACT.
TFords hy Miss Crosby.
DUET. l^—Tico to each measure.
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Let us all from day to day, Try to live like Je - sus ;
Love our parents, God's commaod, First command with promise,
CHORUS,
Hand in hand we'll ^o. .
That we long may live
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His presence then will be_ our guide, And ev - 'ry hour will
His presence then will be" our guide, And ev - 'ry hour will
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sweetly glide, And we shall all re - joice, re - joice. And we shall all re - joice.
Let us one and all engage.
That like friends and brothers
We in peace will live,
Aod our foes forgive.
Hia presence then will, «fe<j.
Let us never do a wrong.
Howsoever tempted;
But in deed and word
Love and serve tbe Lord.
Hia presence then will, &Q,
3S "Oo GooSu
Quick and Livetf. 4 — One to each meatu/t^
1, Do good, do good, there is er - sr t way, There's a way where there's ever a will; Don't
2. If wealth be yours, then be will-ipv to part With a por-tion, at least, ef your wealth, And
wait till to-iDorrov/, but do it to-day, And to-day when to-morrow comes still. Do good, do good, there's
prove you are grateful to God from your heart, And your neighbor you love as yourself. Do good, do good, <fec.
e/ - er a. way, There's a way where there's ever a will; Don't wait till to - mor-row, but
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do it to-day, And to-day, when to-morrow comes, still, And to-day, when to-morrow comes, stiU.
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l>o GsooA.. CoweVw^eCL,
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Perhaps you're poor — and have little to spare,
There are some noi so favored as you ■,
If only a shilling — bestow it with care,
And remember the good it may do.
Cho. — Do good, &c.
4.
•sto help the weak, and the erring restore
To the path that in childhood they trod ;
And if they repulse you, then try it onoe mor<;
Till you lead them to virtue and God.
Cho. — Do good, ifec.
Do good to all, and their burdens bear :
'Tis the will of your Father in heaven ;
Remember this counsel — wherever you are,
That in secret your alms should be givea
Cho. — Do good, <&c.
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I 1. Glory to thee, my God, this night.
Keep me, O keep me. King of kings,
the blessings of the light : Beneath the shadow of thy wings.
2. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill which I this day have done ;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I gleep, at peace may be.
8. Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed ;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Bise glorious at the judgment-day.
4. O let my soul on thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ;
Sleep, which shall me more vig'rous make,
To serve my God, when I awake.
5. Lord, let my soul for ever share
The bliss of thy paternal care :
'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven abov^
To see thy face, and sing thy love.
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"ThSSR all died in FAlTn, not nAVINO received the PROMtSHB.*
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1. Had I but the faith of pi - ous A - bel, (Oh, for this Hv • ing faith!)
Had I but the faith of pi -ous A - bel, Hap- py vould I be; For the sac - ri - fice ha
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brought. By simple faith was given ; It gained the precious boon be sought — The love, the smile of heaven.
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love. That pu- ri-fies the heart, It works by love, and purifies the heart, Andovercomes the world,
* Tljese lines may ba sung at the clos« of the piece, or at the end of each or every other etanza.
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% Had I but the faith of holy Enoch,
(Oh, for this living faith !)
Had I but the faith of holy Enoch,
Happy would I be :
For the gloomy vale of death
His footsteps never trod ;
He went to heaven on wings of faith,-
For Enoch walked with God.
8. Had T but the faith of good old Noah,
(Oh, for this living faith 1)
Had I but the faith of good old Noah,
Happy would I be :
"Iwas by faith he built the ark.
And though by tempest tossed,
It saved hira from the waters dark
When all the world was lost.
1 Had I but the faith of faithful Abraham,
(Oh, for this living faith !)
. Had I but the faith of faithful Abraham,
Happy would I be :
For he left his native plain,
And sought a stranger land ;
His only son he would have slain,
By faith in God's command.
6. Had I but the faith and meekness of Moses,
(Oh, for this living faith 1)
Had I but the faith and meekness of Moses,
Happy would I be :
Through the wilderness he trodL
He, Israel's chosen guide ;
Yet never lost his faith in God,
Though oft severely tried.
6. Had I but the faith of praying Joshua,
(Oh, for this living faith!)
Had I but the faith of praying Joshua,
Happy would I be :
'Twas by faith he called on God.
In battle wild and shrill ;
And in the valley, at his word,
The sun and moon stood still.
7. Had I but the faith of the Christian Mai-tyre,
(Oh, for this living faith !)
Had I but the faith of the Christian Martyrs,
Happy would I be :
They were racked with torturing pain*
Yet brilliant was their faith;
It shone above the burniug flames.
Triumphant over death.
8. Had I but the faith that never falters,
(Oh, for this living faith !)
Had I but the faith that never falters.
Happy would I be.
Saviour, may thy grace divine
This living faith impart ;
A faith that sweetly works by love,
And purifies the heart.
Ifordi lur'ittenjor this "wcrt.
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Worth by Mrs Doct. Palmer, "Tut wokd have i hid in my hkakt." — ^avid.
Gently, with strong emphasis. 22 — Jhree to each meanuye. Mush by Wm. B. Bradbury.
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rit cheer, cheer.
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J. Yes, 111 to my bosom press thee ;
Precious Word, 111 hide thee here,
Sure my very heart "will bless thee,
For thou ever saVst " Good cheer I"
Speak, poor heart, and tell thy pond'rings,
Tell how far thy roviags led,
Whea this book brought back thy \7ard'rings,
Soeaking life as from the dead.
Blessed Bible 1 <tc.
Yes, sweet Bible 1 I will hide the«
Deep — yes, deeper iu this heart ;
Thou through all my Hfe wilt guide me,
Aad in death we will not part.
Part in death ? no, never ! never I
Through death's vale I'll lean on thee ;
Then in worlds above, forever
Sweeter still thy truths shall be.
Blessed Bible 1 <fec.
2ir— Two to each, measure. IKTANT CLASS SONG.
I 1. I am Je-sus' ht- tie Lamb, Therefore glad and gay I am ; Je-sus loves me, Jesus knows me,
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2. Out and in I safely go,
"Want or hunger never know ,
Soft green pastures He discloseth,
"Where His happy flock reposeth ;
When I faint or thirsty be,
To the brook be leadelh me.
3, Should not I be glad and gay ?
Iq this blessed fold all day ;
By this Holy Shepherd tended.
Whose kind arms, when life is ended.
Bear me to the world of light !
Yes 1 oh, yes, my lot is bright I
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'Li-11.9 AvtHun Bain, wtth tremulous voice and moistened eyes, uttered tnese words in the class-room,
ff^ar^s by Re-v. J. G. Chafee. Phu,ip Phillifs.
J — Tioo to each measure.
I 1. "I'm trying to climb up Zion'a hlll,'* Tlio' all beneath is dark as death, Yet the stars are bright a?
' ^ For the Saviour whispers " Love me ;"
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- bove me. Then upward still, To Zion's Hill, To the land of joy and beauty. My path before, Shines more and more, As It
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nears the golden ci - ty. I'm climbing up Zion's hill, I'm climbing up Zion's hill, Climbing, climbing, climbing up Zion's hil-L
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I know I'm but a little child.
My strentrth will not protect me ;
fiot then I am the Saviour's lamb,
And he will not neglect me.
Then all the time
111 try to climb
This holy hill of Zion;
For lainsuis,
Tha way is pure,
Aad on it comes " no Hon.
C?^/ MS.— I'm climbiBg up,
3. Then come with me, we'll upward go,
And climb this hill together ;
And as we wallc, we'll sweetly talk,
And sing as we go thither.
Then mount up still
God's holy hill,
Till we reach the pearly portals j
Where raptured tongues
Proclaim the songs
Of the shinins-robed immortalfv
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2^i—Two to eacn measure.
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1. "We must labor while 'tis day, Precious Is fue time
2. Do we try the right to choose, Precious is the time
the light will fade away. Precious is the titiie;
Not a moment should we loose.. Precious is the time ;
"Whatso- e'er we find to
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• e'er we find to do, Let us with our might pursue, fi-eeping still one thought in view. Precious is the time.
Life is like a morning flower, Blooming in a fragrant bower, Drooping, dying in an hour. Precious is the time.
Precious is the time, friends! Precious is the time, friends! We must labor while 'tis day, Precious is the time.
8. Have we sought our father's love }
Precious is the time ;
Live we for our home above ?
Precious is the time ;
Do we daily kneel in prayer,
Thanking God for all his care,
Grateful for the gifts we share ?
Precious is the time. — Chorus.
l^ords luritten for thit work.
We must labor while 'tis day,
Precious is the time ;
Soon the light will fade away.
Precious is the time ;
Whatsoe'er we find to do,
Let us with our might purwie.
Keeping still one thought in view,
Precious is the time. — Chorui,
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1. Gushiug so bright in the morn-iag light Gleams the water in your fouutaia ; And as purely, too, as the
2. Qui - et-ly glide in their silvery tide. Pearly brooks from rocks to valley ; And the flashing streams in the
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ear • ly dew, That gems the
broad sunbeams, Like bannered
di 3- tant mountain. Theu drink your fill of the gushing rill. And
ar - mies ral - ly. Then drink your fill of the gushing rill, (fee.
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leave the cup of sor - row. Though it shine to-night in the gleaming light, 'Twill sting thee on the morrow.
3. Touch not the wine, though it brightly shine.
When a purer draught is given ;
A gift so sweet our wants to meet,
A beverage bright from heaven.
Chorus. — Then drink your fill, <to.
4. O fountain clear, with a heart sincere.
We will praise thy glorious Giver ;
And when we rise to our native skies,
We'll drink of life's bright river.
Chorus. — Then drink your fill, &c,
* Hoards adapted for this work.
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Opposfte our ehaniber window ft s elear, coo), never failing spring ; and, rnnn^Tig Tnerrily along by its side, yet entirely-
disconnected from it, is a sprightly, bubbling, singing little brook, whose music lulls us to sleep at night, and gently awakens i
us at early dawn. — The Parsonage.
SEMI-CHORUS. l\—Tico to each measure. Wm. B. Bradbury.
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1. ^Chorus. ) 0, a good - ly thing ia the cooling spring. By the rock where the moss doth grow ; There is
(^^*^^) And as pure as heaven is the wa- ter given, Aud its stream is for- ev - er new; 'Tis dis
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health in the tide, and there's music beside, In the brooklet's bounding flow. ) f Mer-ry, mer-ry.
- tilled in the sky, and it drops from on high, In the showers and gea-tle \ dew. pp Ripple, rip-pie,
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lit - tie spring, Spar
sLl- v'ry brook, Rip- pie
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Sparkle on.
Rip-pie on,
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Mer-ry
Ripple,
I. Let them say 'tis weak, but it's strength I'll
seek.
And rejoice while I own its sway ;
For its murmur to me is the echo of glee,
And it laughs as it bounds away.
mer- ry, lit- tie spring, Sparkle on for me.
rip- pie, silv'ry brook. Rip-pie on for me.
4. O, I love to drink from the foaming briak,
Of the bubbling, the cooling spring;
For the bright drops that shine more refreshing
than wine..
And its praise, its praise, we'll sing. — Cho
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"A MBBBY HBART DOETH «00D LIKE A MEDICINE.— i'rO«. 17, 22.
/he following extract ts from a letter wriiten Oy one or tne " little ones," and read at the children's meeting at Eochestet
A new heart is a singing heart. Have you, dear reader, a heart that leads you to love to sing the praises of Jesus f
■' Mr. Ellinswood came and asked me if I had found the dear Jesu3, and I told him I was trying to find him. When he
prayed for uie, I resolved that I would love the dear Jesus, and when he got through praying, I thought I had found the
dear Jesus ; and when I went home that night I got down on my knees, and gave myself right up to Jesi ' ' '
Oh 1 Mr. Hammond, I feel
iea'r Jesus ; and when I went home that night I got down on my knees, and gave myself right im to Jesus, and 1 know he
took me, and I prayed for him to give me a new heart, and h« gave it to me. Oh 1 Mr. Hammond, I feel so happy since I
faund the dear Jesus : I feel like singing all the time."
21— Tuo to the measure.
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Since Jesus hath my sins forgiven, I'm happiest -when I'm smging. J place Where
" I feel like singing all the time," My heart with joy is ringing ;
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2. Since I have found a Saviour's love,
To him my hopes are clinging ;
I feel so happy all the time,
Mj heart is always singing. — Chorus.
"Who rest within his loving arms For-ev er and for- ev - er. ev - en.
8. A light I never knew before.
Around my path is breaking,
And cheerful songs of grateful praise,
My raptured soul is waking. — Chorut ,
The Kofraln may be sung after every second stanz&.-^Word3 written for thu work.
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4. 1 eee in heaven some mansions bright,
The noonday sun outshining ;
For those who feel the Saviour's love
Around their hearts entwining'. — Chorus,
6.
' I feel hke singing all the time,"
1 have no thought of sadness ;
When Jesus washed my sins away,
He tuned my heart to gladness. — Chorua.
Each moment, as it glides away,
Some new delight is bringing .
Redeeming love, O blessed theme.
My heart is always singing. — Chorus,
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Western Tune.
"With humble heart and tongue, My God, to thee I pray: O bring
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me now, while I am young, To thee, the liv-ing way.
2. Make an unguarded youth
The object of thy care ;
Help me to choose the way of truth.
And fly from every snare.
S. My heart to folly prone,
Renew by power divine ;
Unite it to thyself alone.
And make me wholly thme.
4. let thy word of grace
My warmest thoughts employ ;
Be this, thro' all my following days,
My treasure and my joy.
5. To what thy laws impart
Be my whole soul inclined;
O let them dwell within my heart.
And sanctify my mind.
DISMISSION.
1. Once more before we part,
We'll bless the Saviour's name-.
Record his mercies, every heart ;
Sing, every tongue, the same.
2. May we receive his word,
And feed thereon and grow ;
Go on to seek and know the Lord,
And practice what we know.
fVords by Mrs. E. M. Sangster.
Spirited and Energetic. \Q.— Three to each memurek
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1. Go forth, young sol- dier of the Cross, The bat - tie hour is nigh, And ye have bound the »r - mor
2. Be watch-ful, ar - my of the Cross, The foe is lurk-ing nigh: A soul must be the might»x
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..„, And sworn to do or die.
loss. If but one sol - dier die.
Our bu - gle ne'er shall sound re - treat "While Je - sus 1?
Whene'er you dare the hos-tile ranks, For - get not that with-
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FULL CHORUS.
'We will not lay our weapons by
In There hides a most ter - ri - fie foe,
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Un - til we wear the crown.
The wi - ley " in-bred sin."
A beau-ti-ful crown is waiting fo
A beau-ti-ful crown is waiting, &,c
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you. Far a- way in the promis'd land; A beautiful erown is waiting for me. Far a - way in the promis'd land.
Composed for, and sung at, the 48th Anniversary of the New York Sunday-school Onion, May 10, 1864.
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On ^ard, young soldier of the Cross,
Through all the -weary ni^ht,
With praise and prayer relieve your care,
And keep your armor bright.
Tour Jesus once, " -without the camp,"
Bought liberty for you ;
Then bravely fight for truth and right,
And keep your cro-wn in view.
A beautiful cro-wn is waiting, <fec
4. Rejoice, young soldier of the Cross,
The victory ie sure ;
The harp, the palm, are -waiting all
Who to the end endure :
Tour -weary feet shall -walk the street
All paved -with gold, on high ;
An(-1 he -who -wore a cro-wn of thorns,
Will cro-wn you iu the sky.
A beautiful crown id -waiting, <te.
MISSIONAKY SONG.— Tune, "Young Soldier."
1 The eacred banner of the Cross,
The pledge of victory -won
By him who in his anguish cried,
*' Thy will, not mine, be done."
Xe, who have borne through many a field
Its blood-stained colors fair.
Go where your dear Redeemei" trod.
Alii plant that standard there.
A beautiful cro-wn la waiting, &c.
2. Oa Jordan's bank, on Olives' mount,
And all those dewy plains
Where Judah's harp 'in happier times
Hang out iu tuneful strdins :
Its chords are mute — their song no mora
Awakes the trembUng air ;
Tet Jesus trod those lovely wilds :
Go plant that standard there.
A beautiful crown is waiting, &a,
S. Jerusalem shall yet rejoice
To hail Messiah's reign;
The solitary place be glad,
The desert bloom again ;
Her ruin'd towers, her crumbled -walla,
Their ancient glory wear ;
The crescent to the Cross shall bend,
Go plant that standard there.
A beautiful crowu is waiting, <fea
Tunc— OLD HtTNDRED.
Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord,
Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss foi-give,
And let thy truth within us lire.
2. Though we are guilty, tTiou art good.
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every fetter'd soul release,
Aud bid U3 all dcpa;-t ia peace.
•VVve Gso^XteV S\vv^
From the Golden Chain, \y permhsien,
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( The gos - pel ship is sail - ing, sail - ing, sail - ing, The gos- pel ship is sailing,
^- \ All who would ship for glo- ry, glo - ry, glo - ry, All who would ship for glory, Come and welcume, rich and poor.
for Canaan's happy shore ;
2. She has landed many thousands,
Thousands, thousands,
She has landed many thousands,
On fair Canaan's happy shore ;
And thousands now are sailing,
Sailing, sailing,
And thousands now are sailing,
Yet there's room for thousands more.
Glory, hallelujah, <fec.
8. Sails filled with heavenly breezes,
Breezes, breezes,
Sails filled with heavenly breezes,
Swiftly glides the ship along.
Her company are singing,
Singmg, singing.
Her company are singing,
Glory, glory is their song.
Glory, hallelujah, <fec.
Take passage now for glory,
Glory, glory.
Take passage now for glory.
Sailing o'er life's troubled sefc^
With us you shall be happy,
Happy, happy
With us you shall be happy,
Happy through eternity.
Glory, hallelujah, Ac
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^irds by Mrs. Lydia Baxtw,
SEMI-CHORUS,
2 "With cheerful steps we'll hasten,
Nor list the tempter's charms;
But to the spirit lisi-en
That calls to Jesus' arms.
'Twill make life's burden lighter
To feel God's gracious love ;
And every precept brighter
Thatpoints to realms above. Cho.
: 3 His holy book will ever
Our onward footsteps guide,
Until we reach our Saviour,
And anchor near hii
And when we meet our .
And tears are wiped away,
"We'll take the harp lie gives na.
And shout and sing for aye.
Cho. "We've reached the fields elyslaoi
The Eden of the blest;
"With angels now in heaven
The pilgrims are at rest.
Composea for and sung at Uie Anniversary of Uie BapUst 8. S Ualoa, May 10th, 1864.
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Gentle, not too lond.
16 — TxDO to each measure.
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1. "Vre'll trv to be like Je - bus, The children's precious Friend, Far dear-er than a mo - ther, A '\
2. We'll try to be like Je - bus, la bo - dj and in mind ; For pure he "was and ho - ly, In
Bis-ter, or a bro-ther, He'll love us to the end, He'll love us to the end. We'll try to be likft
temperm6<3k and lowly, And to poor Binners kind, And to poor sinners kind. We'll try to be, <fec.
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Je- BUB, We'll try to be like Je - bus, We'll try to be like Je- bus, The children's precious Friend.
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8, We'll try to be like Jesus,
And do our Father's ■will ;
"We'll seek His strength in weakness,
"We'll bear the cross in meekness,
Up Calvary's rugged bill. — (^oms.
4, Well try to be like Jesus,
And when we come to die.
At His right hand in glory
We'll sing the blessed story
The ransomed sing on high. — Charuu
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••OO ■WOBK TO-T)AT IN MY VINETABD." — "THE HAE'TEST TRULY IS GREAT, BUT THE LABORERS ARE
8 — One to each measure.
Spirited. . ». K I t Ik S I 1 J^,
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1- Go work to-day in the vineyard of the Lord, Work, work to-day, Work.work to-day; To those who toil he has promised a
/-s reward.
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Work, work to-day, work to-day; For a crown of life yon may win and wear, In your father's "noiise fhere are mansions fair. Go
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2. Go seek the lost who have wandered from the fold,
Work, work to-day, work, work to-day ;
In siiilt and sin they perhaps are growing old,
Work, work to-day, work to-day;
For a word may fall or a tear may start.
That will find its way to some grateful heaft
Go work to-day, &c
S. Glad news, glad news to the lowly one proclaim.
Work, work to-day, work, work to-day ;
Good will to man through a dying Saviour's name,
Work, work to-day, work to-day ;
O, the time is short, it will soon be o'er.
And the night will come ye can work no more.
Go work to-day, dec.
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"mart hath ohosbn that good pakt, which shall not bb taksn aw at fbdm hbk."" — X«ifilt>: 4S-051
15— One to each *,
DUET. Gentl*.
JUUtiX. wremi*. 1 1 I K K \ I I I I
Mary's part was the better part, Sitting at the feet of Jesus ; There, with an humble, a broken heart,
I would choose that better part
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2. Cares that long with their veight oppressed her,
Tears that oft to her eyes would start,
AH were lost in a beam of comfort :
She had chosen the better part. — Cho.
8. like a stream in a lonely desert,
Cool and sweet to the yearning heart,
• The small i
sccoiupaoiment.
Came the words of her blessed Saviour,
"She hath chosen the better part." — Cho,
4. Jesus, now at thy footstool kneeling,
Grant thine aid to my longing heart ;
May sing with the blest in glory,
I have chosen the better part. — Cho.
in the base are for the voice, when it is more desirable to have a vocal base than a mere instmmental
Qnick and Spirited. 16 — One to the measure.
Wm. B. Bradbury
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1. MaQ the life-boat! maa the lifeboat ! Hearts of lore, your sue - cor knd! See tb
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Oxx the billow's feathery height; Now 'midst fearful depths descending, While wc wither at the sight.
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2. Courage I courage! she's in safety I
See again her buoyant form,
By liis gracious liand uplifted,
Wlio controls tlie raging storm.
With her preeions cargo i^reighted,
Now tlie life-boat nears the shore;
Parents, brethren, friends, einbraeing.
Those they thouglit to see no more.
8. Christian, panse, and deeply ponder ;
Is there nuthing you can do?
The sinking ship, the storm, the life-boftt,
MiiT« they uti a voice for ^oii ?
There's a storra, a fearful tempest-
Souls are sinking in despair;
There's a shore of blessed refuge.
Try, 0 try to guide them there.
4. O, remember Him who saved you.
Whose right hand deliverance wrought
"Who, from depths of guilt and angnisli,
Yon to peace and safety brought;
'Tis His voice who cheers you onward-w
" He that winneth souls is wise ;"
Lannch tlie Gospel's blessed life-boatj
Venture all to wia the prize.
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12— Two to each meamre.
Spirited.
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A group of hap-py children, One bright and sunny day,
Were tripping, lightly tripping To Sabbath-school a -way,
Along the fields and meadows.Where buds and blossom
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'^rew ; Their hearts were full of gladness. Of gladness.^f gladness. Their hearts were full of gladness, Their faces smiling, too.
How pleasant to behold them,
To hear their tuneful lay,
"While tripping, lightly tripping
To Sabbath-school away,
Their little merry voices
Rang sweetly on the breeze,
And mingled with the robin,
The robin, the robin,
And mingled with the robin.
That sang among the trees.
What made the children happy.
What made their hearts so gay,
While tripping, lightly tripping
To Sabbath-school away J
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They loved the blessed Bible,
They loved the house of prayer,
For there they hear of Jesu%
Of Jesus, of Jesus,
For there they hear of Jesus,
And learn to praise him there.
4.
Then let us. all remember,
Anel keep this holy day ,
And when we're lightly tripping
To Sabbath-school away.
We'll thank our heavenly Father
For his own word of 'Truth ;
We'll give our hearts to JesuB,
To Jesus, to Jesus,
We'll give our hearts to JesHs,
And serve him in our youth.
Words by Rev. W. Hunter. ^
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1. And may I stiU get there ? StiU reach the heavenly shore ? The land for-ev-er bnVht and fair Where
2. ShaUI, unworthy I, To fear and doubting given. Mount up at last, and happy fly On
CHORUS. ,
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• -row reigns no more? Where there is no part - ing, Where there is no part - ing
-gelswmgsto heavea Where tkere is no part - ing, Where there is no part - ing
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Where there is no parting, And sor-ro-w reigns no more.
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3. Hail, love divine and pure,
Hail, mercy from the skies f
My hopes are bright, and now secure,
Upborne by faith I rise. Chonis.
with earth and sin,
And shout the danger's past-.
My Saviour takes me fully in,
And I am his at lasL Ghoru9,
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Words hy C
Gently, in Ballad-style. IS—Tioo to each measure.
Wm. B. Bradbdry.
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f J Do you know the little band Gathered in ourscheol to-day? Did you see them hand in hand Hither bend their way?
• ( All are happy, all are glad, Hearts are bounding with delight, Not a single brow is sad. Every eye is bri
right.
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Then go with me to the Sabbath-school,
The blessed.
Go with me to the Sabbath-school,
I Sabbath-school, The blessed Sabbath-school
2. Did you hear their gentle lay,
Telling of redeeming love,
Sweetly wafted far away,
To the court* above ?
Would you live forever blest,
With your Saviour and your God ?
Would you on his bosom rest,
Tread the paths He trod ?
Then go -^ th me, Ac
3. Can you with those children kneel
In the Sabbath-school to-day J
Do you humbly, truly feel
Every word they say f
Is a glistening tear-drop seen
Trickling down your cheek the while}
In its penitential beam,
View a Father's smile.
Then go with me «fec
tO-'Four to each miomre.
•^AND THET WKNT AND TOLD JKaUS."
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T. F. SrwARD.
1. Go and tell Je - su3, weary, sin-sick soul, He'll ease thee of thy bur - den, make thee -w^hole
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Go and tell Je - sus, He on - Ij can for-give, \ Go and tell Je - sus, Go and tell Je - sua,
Go and tell Je - sus, 0 turn to him and lire.
2. Go and tell Jesus, when your sins arise
IF Like mountains of deep guilt before your eyes:
■ II- His blood was spilt, His precious life lie gave.
That mercy, peace and pardon you might have CKa,
8. Go and tell Jesus, he'll dispel thy fears,
■Will calm thy doubts, and wipe away thy tearsj
He'll take thee In His arm, and on His breast
Thou nui7»t t>« 2i*ppy, and for ever r««t.— C^oruft
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rTER COCNTKT, THAT 18, AN HEAVENLY..'— ZTe&rei
" A BETTER COCNTKT, THAT 18, AN HEAVENLY..'— ZTe&reir* Xi, \(k.
2i—7\Bo to each measure.
1. I love to think of the heaven -ly land, Where white-robed an - gels are; Where
2. I love to think of the heaven - ly land, Where my Ee - deem - er reigns, Where
3. I love to think of the heaven - ly land. The saints' e - ter - nal home, Where
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many a friend is gathered safe From fear, and toil, and care. There'll be no
rapturous songs of tri - umph rise In end - less, joy - ous strains. There'll be, <fcc,
palms, and robes, and crowns ne'er fade. And all our joys are one. There'll be, <fec.
I love to think of the heavenly land,
The greetings there we'll meet,
The harps — the songs forever ours—
The walks — the golden streets.
There'll be no, 4e.
6. I love to think of the heavenly land,
That promised land so fair,
O, how my raptured spirit longs
To be forever there I
There'll be no, <fc«.
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di
E. Roberts.
I love to think the time -will come when
nights dim thv
1. Heavenly home I heavenly home I precious name to me"^ "^ ..,....*•'*
2. Heavenly home I heavenly home ! there no clouds a-rise
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see the Kght That gilds my heavenly home.
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3. Heavenly home I heavenly home I ne'er ehall
sorrow's gloom,
Nor doubts nor fears, disturb me there, for all
is peace at home.
I know I ne'er shall worthy be
To dwell 'neath heaven's bright dome ;
But Christ, my Saviour, died for me,
And now he calls me home.
Heavenly home I heavenly home 1 ne'er «hall
wrrov'a gloom. <fec.
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Words hy H. S. Washburn
Allegro.
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God yonr sa - crl • fioe. For he is
low be -fore his throne. For he is
the Lord la good, And kind are all his ways; With songs and honors
[the Lord is good, And kind are all his ways; With songs and, &c.
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glorlons anthem raise. Let each prolong the grate-fal sone, And the God of our fathers praise, Lot
each prolong the grate-ful song. And the God of our father* praiee.
Words by Mhs J. W. Sampson, IJuca, N. T.
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■'f^alm 25, 4-12.
Vory Gentle and Tender. ZQ—Two to eacn, meamire.
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1. Weary of wand'ring long, My sore heart saith, " Show i
2). C. Weary of wand'ring long, <fec.
Thy way, O Lord ! Teach me Thy path !
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I thought these weary feet Straightway would find All rough and rugged paths Left far be - hind.
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2. But, as I onward passed,
The way grew steep ;
And black clouds gathered fast,
And skies did weep,
And darkness seemed to hide
The toilsome road ;
Amazed, again I cried,
" Thy way, 0 God 1"
J, " A lamp unto my feet,"
God's word did prove ;
A " still, small voice," and sweel^
Spoke thus in love : —
" Whoso, through night and day,
God's way pursues,
'Him shall He teach the way
That He shall choose.' "
4. Then, since He choose for me
This rugged path,
My hand in His shall be
With steadfast faith :
Each step, this darksome night*
Is bringing me
Still nearer to the bright
fiternitj.
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Words by H. W. Hayward, Esq., Baltimore, Md. Music by Wm. B. Bradburt.
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1. Our beau- ti - ful flag, oli, now we see From ev - ery spot and blem-ish free, The
2. Oh, beau- ti - ful flag, so pure and bright, Thy ra - diant stars are life and light, The
Pianoforte or Melodeon Accompaniment.
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Flag of our Un - ion, bright and fair, That waves in tri - umph ev - ery where,
em- blem of power, our guide al - way, Thy stars shall nev - er fade a - way.
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We see thy stripes and eagle bold,
And love thee more as Ave behold ;
Forever wave on land and sea,
The Union Flag of the brave and free. Chorus
1. A beautiful land by faith I see,
A land of rest, from sorrow free ;
The home of the ransomed, bright and fair.
And beautiful angels too are there.
Will you go? will you go ?
Go to thaC beautiful land with uie ?
Will you go ? Will you go ?
Go to that beautiful land ?
2. That beautiful land, the City of Light,
It ne'er has known the shades of night ;
Chorus.
4. This beautiful flag we soon shall s««
O'er every state unfurled and free,
Beneath its folds shall discord cease
And North and South rejoice in peace. Chorut,
THAT BEAUTIFTJL LAND.
The glory of God, the light of day
Hath driven the darkness far away.
3. In vision I see its streets of gold,
Its beautiful gates I too behold.
The river of life, the crystal sea,
The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. Chorus,
4. The heavenly throng arrayed in white,
In rapture range the plains of light:
And m one harmonious choir they praise
Their glorious Saviour's machless grace. Okor,
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1. Glo-ry to the Fa-ther give, God, in whom we move and live;
Cliildren's prayers he deisrns to liear,
Children's songs delight his ears.
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2. Glory to the Son we bring,
Christ, our Prophet, Priest, and Kmg;
Children, raise your sweetest straiu
To the Lamb, for he was slain.
8. Glory to the Holy Ghost,
H« reclaims the sinner loit:
Children's mind may he inspire.
Touch their tongues with holy fire.
Glory in the highest be
To the blessed Trinity,
For the gospel from above,
For the word that " God is lov*."
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fTords by Kate Camebok.
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Thro' the world we dai - ly roam, Seeking Je - sus, Seeking Je - aus; M In all plac - es high or low - ly, i
None in vain for this have come, Seeking Je - sus, Seeking Je - sus; f ( 'Mid the sin - ful and the ho - ly, f
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will an - swer us in love, Take us home to dwell a - bove.
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8, If our days on earth are spent
Seeking Jesus,
"With all things ve'U be content,
Seeking Jesus :
Though our path be lone and dreary,
Though our steps be alow and veary,
Seeking Jesus,
We shall find Him. <k«.
8. Soon our life -vdll all be o'er,
Seeking Jesus ;
"We shall reach the better shore.
Seeking Jesus ;
In that land of peace and pleasure,
We've laid up our dearest treasure,
Seeking Jesus.
We shall find Him, Ac
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lS—7\co to each mtiuure,
QCTKSTION.
DIALOSUE SONG.
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1. What do you do at the Sabbath school, At the Sabbath school, At the Sabbath school ? W hat do you do at the Sabbath school,
Attt.©
ANSWER.
hap- py Sabbath school ?
a sons of praise, Then in prayer oar voices raise,
Then we each our les-son say, Closing with an - other lay,
L. L. I I I
That's what we do at th«
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' Sabbath school. At the Sabbath school. That's what we do at the Sabbath school, At the happy Sabbath school
At the Sabbath school.
What do yon learn at the Sabbath school,
At the happy Sabbath scliool ?
First we learn Coinmandments Ten,
God's lawssvnt bv him to nitn ;
Then what Clirist did here below
To redeem our souls from woe.
That's what we learn at the Sabbath school,
At the happy Sabbath school
8. Why do you all love the Sabbnth school,
Love the happy Sabbath school ?
There we with our Saviour meet,
At the blood-bought mercy-seat;
Where he ever whispers, "Come
To thy blissful, heavenly home."
That's wliy we all love the Sabbath school.
Love the happy Sabbath school.
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'Cojnt xthto kk, alt, ts that lab«r ani> ark heatt ladkn, ani> I wili, givb tow rest."— J/brrt. 11: 28. "bbhoi
Now ra the accepted time— behold, Now la tub day ok salvation."—! Cor. 6: 2.
Arranged for this ivork.
17 — T^r^ee to *ach meaaure.
S^§giai^llipi
Come to Je-sus, Come to Je - sus, Come to Je- sus just now; Just now come to Je-sus, Come to Je -sus just now.
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9. " Mercy ou me."
"Jesus thou son of David, have mercy on mo."— Mark
10 -47.
10. He -will hear you.
"And JesMs said unto him, go thy way, thy faith hath mado
thee whole."— J/rtr* 10 : 52.
11. He'll forgive you.
"If wecimfess our sins, he is "faithful and Just to forgive as
our sins." — 1 John 1 : 9.
1 2. He will cleanse you,
"The blood of Jesus Christ hisSon, cleanseti us from all
sin." — 1 John 1 : 7.
13. He'll renew you.
" Therefore, if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature."—
2 Co/-. 5: 17.
14. He will clothe you.
" He that overcometh, the same shall bo clothed in white
raiment." — Rev. 3: 5.
1.5. Jesus loves you.
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man should laf
down his life for liis friends." — John 15: 13.
16. Don't reject Him.
"lie is despised and rejected of men."— /srt. 63: 8.
17. Oulv trust Him.
1. Come to Jesus, just now, <fec.
" Come unto me, all ye tlu^t l.ibor and are heavy laden, and
I will give you re=t."— .»/i;/«. 11 1 28.
2. lie will save you, just now, <&c.
* Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved."
3. 0 believe him, just now, <fec.
"G<k1 so loved the world that '^e gave h\* only begotten
Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but
oave everlasting life."— t/b/t?t 3; 16
4. He is able.
"He is able to save them to the uttermost that come unto
God liv him. seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for
us."— //eft. 7 : '2\
5. He is willing.
"The Lord is long suffering to nsward, not willing thaV itny
ahoiild |>eiish, but that all should come to repentance." —
S-Pei. 3:9.
6. He'll receive you.
" Uim that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out." —
John 6: 2,1.
7. Then flee to Jesus.
"Flee from the wrath to come."~J/att. 8:Y.
8. Call unto him.
""Whosoever shnll call on the name of the Lord shall be
•aved."— ^f<«2: 21.
He that hath the Son hath \\k.'"—John 5: 19.
This little Chorus ha.s been the means of helping many nn inquiring sinner to embrace the Saviour, believe and tmst
I.—" It was," says He V. Mr^ Hammond, "first sung in Scotland, when hundreds wereasking,' what shall we do to be saved?'"
Word, hy rAN,,v Crosbt. ^uuc by Wm. B. BRADBURr.
10— Four to emck f.
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1. We are g..insr, we are going, To ahome beyond the skies, Whcro the ttelds are robed in beanty. And the sunlight never diea
D.a We are going, we are going. To a home beyond the skies. Where the fields are robed in beauty, And the sunlight never dip*
ivill be no parting there,
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2. "We are going, -we are going.
And the music we have heard
Like the echo of the woodland,
Or the carol of a bird ;
With the rosy light of morning
On the calm and fragrant air,
Still it murmurs, softly murmura,
There will be no parting there.
We are going, «fec.
8. We are going, we are going,
Where the day of life is o'er—
To that pure and happy region
Where our friends hare gone before;
They are smging with the angels
In that land so bright and fair;
We shall dwell with them forever,
There will be no parting there.
We are going, <fec.
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Matth T: 24,25.
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1. 6, if my lioiise is built up- on a rock, I Icnow it will stand for - ev - er; Tho floods m.iy come, and the
2. For lie whose word is lasl-lng at the hills, Whose truth is unchanging ev - er, llath said uiy house on the
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rollins thunder's shock Mny beat upon my honse that is founded on a rock, j5ut it nev-er will fall, ne^-er will fall,
solid rock, shall stand, Ue'U hold it by his might in the hollow of his hand, And it n^v-er will fall, nev-er will fall,
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FULL CHORUS.
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nev- er, nev- er, nev- er.
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it is my sure foun-da-tion, 'Tis Je -
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lov- ing Saviour, Jesns Christ, my lov-ing Saviour, The rock of my sal - va - tion. The rock of my sal - va - tion.
S. U, If my house is built upon the sand,
'Twill fall -whea the floods are swelling ;
The winds will blow, and the tempest will descend,
And beat upon my house that is built upon the sand,
And it surely will fall — never to rise,
Never, never, never 1 — Chorus.
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4. Then let my house be built upon a rock.
For there it will stand forever;
Tlie floous may come, aad the rolling thunder's ~hf>ek
May beat upon my house that is founded on a rocL
But it never will fall, never will fall.
Never, never, never! — Chorus,
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P
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1. Jesus, and shall it ever be — A mortal man ashamed of thee ! "Whose glories shine thro" endless dayB.
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
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2. Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend,
On whom my hopes of heaven depend !
No ! when I blush, be this my shame, —
That I no more revere his name.
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3. Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away.
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
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1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is liketotnafa - bove.
2. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayera ; Ourfears,oar hopes,our aims,are one,Ourcoruforts and our cares.
8. We share our mutual woes, 4. This glorious hope revives
Our mutual burdens bear, Our courage by the way ;
And often for each other flows " "
The sympathizins tear.
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While each in expectation lives.
And longs to see ;lie day. .
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fTotJs hy Mrs. M. A. Kiddeb.
Spirited. \2—Four to each measure.
1. hnp-py and gay, I will hnst-en a-way, While the sun is shin-ina: o'er me; To the pleas-ant rnle of my
2. Blessed the day, that witliout de-lay, All my yoiini; ooiDpaiiioiis meet-ing, And my teachers kind there I
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, C. Hap-py and gay, I will butt- en a-way, While the sun Is shin-ing o'er me; To the pleas-ant rule, Ac.
End. CHORUS.
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inday-schonl, And the du-ftes set be -fore me. I'll glad- ly sing of God my King, Who loves me up in
al - ways find ; Oh, I dear-ly love their grcet-ing. I'll glad- ly sing of God my King, Who loves me up, &c
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ven ; Who kind - ly sends me lov - ing friends. And the dear- est blessings giv
3. Pleasaat the rays of the sweet Sabbath days.
That will sooD be gone forever;
0 my Sabbath-school, my dear Sabbath-school,
1 caa ne'er forget thee, never.
I'll gladly sing, <&().
4. Dear heavenly home, soon the time will come^
That the world no more enthralls me ;
Then I'll mind thy rule, blessed Sabbath-school,
And await till my Saviour calls me.
I'll gladly slug, do.
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1. Je - BUS,
while this rough and des-ert
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way, My pil-grim way,
My pil-grim way, Up-hold me on my pil-grim way.
2. Jesus, here in heaviness and fear,
'Mid cloud, and shade, and gloom I stray ;
For earth's last night is drawing very near;
Oh, cheer me on my pilgrim way I
My pilgrim way, (fee.
3. Jesus, while in solitude and grief,
The sun and stars withhold their ray,
O come, O quickly come to my relief 1
Oh, light me on my pilgrim way 1
My pilgrim way, (fcc.
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'when thk six days' wobk IB o'ek and donv
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1. When the six days' wows is ocr and done, And the soft light shines of the Sabbath sun, Gladly
2. Though our homes are bright, with cheerful heart We can say good-bye as we gen - tly part, With our
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pa - rents dear, and haste a - way To the Sun - day school where we love to stay.
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Oh, we
we love, we love our dear Sun-day school, 'Tis a
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On onr heavenly way, so green and fair
We are kindly led by our teachers there,
And we read with them the page of truth,
"Tis the light of age and the guide of youth.
Oh, we love, «fec.
4. Oh, then urge them in — the wan, the wild.
Yes, the poor, the wiiyward, the erring child,—
For our doors are open for one and all,
There's a welcome for each in our Sabbath halL
Oh, we love, &c.
^.r<f, Ay i{.T. Edwin H. Nevin. ^VvC C\vVV%^LVCVW WcVO.
" FIGHT TUB GOOD FIGHT OF FAITH." — 1 Tim. 6, 12.
10— Two to each measure.
'FIGHT TUB
1. Live on the field of bat-tie ! Be earnest in the fight ; Stand forth with manly courage, And struggle for the neht.
2. Watch on the field of bat-tie 1 The toe is ev-ery where ; His fi - ery darts fly thicK.!; , Like lighiuing thro' the air.
FULL CHORUS.
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Ending for last terse.
Live on the field of battle ! Live on the field of battlel Live on the field of battle ! Live ! li ve ! live ! Gl^-ry in vi&to.
Watch on the field of battle 1 Watch on the field of battlel Watch on the field of battle! Watch 1 watch 1 watch !
Pray on the field of battle 1
God works with those who pray,
Hib mighty arm can nerve us.
And make us win the day.
pray on the field of battle I
Pray, pray, pray '
Die on the field of battle !
'Tis noble thus to die ;
God smiles on valiant soldier*-
Their record is on high.
Die on the field of battle I
Glory in view 1
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J J Come, poor pil - grim, sad and wea - ry,
I ■ ( There is rest for thee in glo - ry,
Why heaves thy breast?
A - muDg the blest;
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Roaming this wide world so drea - ry.
List - en to the joy - ful ste ry,
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There are those -who've gone before us.
All -who are blest ;
Singing now the happy chorus.
There, there is rest.
There the golden harps are ringing,
Harps of the blest ;
And the angel bands are singing,
There, there is rest. — Chorui,
3. And, xvhile we on earth are praying
Jesus the blest
Unto us is sweetly saying.
There, there is rest.
We shall meet, where parting never
Conies to the blest •.
And we'll safely dwell forever
In heaveUy rest. — Chonu,
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Spirited.
A little slower.
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1. "Where, 0 where do we love to go, When the win- try breezes blow ? What is it attracts us so f
2. Where, O where do we love to be, When the summer bu-ds we see, Warbling praise on every tree?
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■Original movement. Boys.— ^ Utile louder. All.
'Tis our Sabbath school, 'Tis our Sabbath school, 'Tis our pleasant, pleasant Sab-bath sehooL
In our Sabbath school, In our Sabbath school, In our pleasant, pleasant Sab-bath school
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Where, oh where are we kindly taught,
Who should rule in every thought;
What the blood of Chiist has bought!
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4. May we love this holy day ;
Love to sing, and read and pray ;
Find salvation's narrow way.
lu our Sabbath school, dra.
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Words h R. S. Taylor.
25 — Two to each measure.
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1. There'll be something in heaven for children to do , None are i - die in that blessed land.
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a.Therell be lessons to learu of the wisdom of God, j 3. There'll be errands of love trom the mansions above,
As they wander the green meadows o'er ; To the dear ones that linger below •,
And they'll hare for their teachers in that blest abode, t And it may be our Father the children will send
All the good that have gone there before. j To be angels of mercy in wt>«.
There'll be something to do, &c. | There'll be something to do, «fec.
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)e thy child, I know I'm sin - ful way - ward, wild ;
ice have run, Not look- ing back when once be - gun,
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2. With patience I the race have run,
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And seek sal - va - tion through thy Son, And make me, Oh ! make me thine,
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And by thy gentle hand be led,
With heavenly manna daily fed,
Oh ! make me. oh ! make me thine.
4. Make me to love thee more and more.
Thy holy spirit on me pour ;
Grant me of grace a plenteous store.
Oh I make me. oh ! make me thiDe.
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1. Scatter smiles, bright smiles, as you pass on your way, Thro' this world of toil and care; Like the
beams of the morning that gently play, They will leave a simlight there. Scatter smiles, bright smiles, Scatter
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Scatter smiles, bright smiles, 'tis but little they cost ;
But your heart may never know
What a joy they may carry to weary ones
Who are pale with want and woe. — Chorus.
Scatter smiles, bright smiles, o'^r the grave of the past,
Where the orphan's treasure lies :
In the tear-drop that glistens there light will shine,
As the rainbow paints the skies.-^ CAorw*.
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Scatter smiles, bright smiles, o'er the young who
have strayed,
From the path where once they trod ;
You may lead to the fomitain of truth again,
You may bring them home to God. — Chorus.
Scatter smiles, bright smiles, as you pft* 'n yoic
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Through this world of toi and cai-e •
Like the beams of the morning that gvr, "v play.
They will leave a sunlight there. — Ukoras.
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1. My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and rightei
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I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But w Polly lean on
Jesus' name : On Christ, the so-lid rock, I stand ; All other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand.
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When darkness seems to veil his face,
I rest on his unchanging grace ;
In every high and stormy gale.
My anchor holds within the vale :
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other groimd is sinking sand.
3. His oath, his covenant, and blood.
Support me in the whelming flood :
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay :
On Christ, the" solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking saod.
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8T00D BBFORK TUE THRONE, AND BhFORE TUE LAUB, OLOTHKi) WITH WHITE BoBES, AND PALMS IN TUEIR HAKDS." — BCV. Vii. >.
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il. Who are th?se in bright array. This exulting, happy throng. Round tbe altar night ond day, Singing one triuinjibant song?
'2. These thro' fiery trials trod , These from great afiaiclions came j Now before the throne of God, Sealed with his almighty name.
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3. Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in e^'ry hand,
Through their great Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
They have clean robes, &a
4. Joy and gladness banish sighs ;
Perfect love dispels all fears ;
And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away their tears.
They have clean robeSj &c.
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t. To-day he rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell:
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
Z. Hosaniia to the anointed King,
To David's holy Son I
Eelp us, 0 Lord 1 descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
Blest be the Lord, who comes to men.
With messages of grace.
Who comes, in (rod his Father's name,
To save our sinful race,
Hosanna in the highest strains.
The church on earth can raise ;
The highest heavens, in whicli he reigns
Shall give him nobler praise.
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"AKI9E, SnWB, FOR THY tlOHT 18 COMB, AND THB GLOET OF THE LORD IS RISEN X^Oif THKE."— /f^Tta^ 60, 1.
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. ( Zion ! brightnnd fair, strong thy bulwarks are. And thy towers majestic stand 1 )
\ Cit-y of our God, now our blest abode la this free and hap-py land. )
O Zi - on, dear Zi - on.
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2, New the isles of the sea look imploring to thee
For the gospel's joyful sound !
And from heathen lands millions stretch their hands
For the Word which you have found. — Chorus.
8. Let the Word go forth to the south and north.
And thy light be eeen afar,
Till the east and west with the rays are blest
Of the bright and morning star. — Chorus.
4. Tlien the heavenly strain shall be heard again.
As it once o'er Judah ran ;
And all nations join in the song divine —
Peace on earth, good will to maa — Chorut,
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J (Welcome, kind friends and teachers dear, Ye wbo have toiled from year to year, ( the tender lambs,
■ i To had lis lip the heavenly way, And teach us how to watch anil pray. (Bring in the lambs, O bring them,
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(0, let that truth be ne'er forg^ot ;)
" Wait ou the Lord," — " your strength renew,"
"Be zealous," and be hopeful, too. — Cho.
S. Bring in the lambs, -while yet ye may,
Ere Satan claims them for his prey :
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So "ye shall shine as stars of lis:! t,"
In yonder heaven so fair and bright. — Cha.
High, high the heavenly rapture bums,
"Whene'er a prodigal returns I
Strive, str-ve that rapture to prolona:.
Till earth shall echo back the sonc 1 — Cho,
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1. How happy is the youth who hears Instructions warning '
And who celestial wisdom makes Ills early, on-ly chdloe.
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2. For she has treasure greater far
Than east or west unfold ;
And her rewards more precious are
Thau all their stores of gold.
8. She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread ;
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A crown of glory she bestoTra
Upon the hoary head.
4. According as her labors rise,
So her rewards increase ;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness.
And all her paths are peace.
1. I saw One hnndngon a tree In a-goniesanri Mood.Who fixedllislaneuid eyeson ine, As nonr Iliscioss I stood.
2. Sure never till my latest breath (Jiin I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with his death, Tlio' not a word Hespoka.
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0, the Lamb, the loving Lamb, The Lamb upon Calvary, The Lamb that was slain and liveth again To in-tercedefor me.
8. Mv fionsnipnflp fplt. and n-nrnAd mv criiiH-. i. A Rppnnd lf>olr Vip travc. ■which said.
8. My conscience felt and owned my guilt,
And plunared me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt.
And helped to nail him there.
O, the Lamb, the loving Lamb, he.
4. A second look he gave, which said,
" I fieely all forgive ;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die that thou may'st live."
O, the Lamb, the loving Lamb, Ao.
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O, -we are volunteers in the ar- my of the Lord, Forming in - to line at our Captain's word, •
Theglo-ry of our flag is the emblem of the dove, Gleaming are our swords from the forge of love-,
Our foes are in the field, pressing hard on ev'-ry side, — En- vy, an- ger, hatred, with self and pride ;
0, gloriousjs the struggle in which we draw the sword, Glorious in the Kingdom of Christ, our Lord ;
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We are under marching orders to take the battle field. And we'll ne'er give o'er the fight till the foe shall yield.
' We go forth, but not to battle for earthly honors vain, 'Tis a bright immortal crown that we seek to gain.
They are cruel. fierce and strong,ever readyto attack;Weraustwatch,ana fight,audpray,if we'ddrivethemback.
i It shall spread from sea to sea, it shall reach fiom shore to shore. And His people shall be blessed for evermore.
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Come and join the ar - my, the ar - my of the Lord, Je • sus is our Captain, we ral - ly at his word;
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Sharp will be the conflict with the poVrs of sin, But with such a Leader, we are sure to win.
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1. Fade, fade each earthly joy, Je - sus is mine ; Break eve-ry tender tie, J
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2. Teuiptnotmy soul a- way, Je - sus is mine; Here would I ev-er stay, Je - sus is mine;
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Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting-place, Je -bus a-lone can bless, Je - sus is mine.
Perishing things of day, Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away, Je- sus is mine.
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8. Farewell, ye dreams of night,
Jesus is mine ;
Lost in this dawning light,
Jesus is mine ;
All that my soul has tried.
Left but a dismal void, —
Jesus Las satisfied,
Jesu£ is mine.
4. Farewell mortality,
Jesus is mine;
"Welcome eternity, *
Jesus is mine ;
Welcome, 0 loved and blest,
"Welcome, sweet scenes of rest,
Welcome my Saviour's breast,
Jesus is mine.
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1. There is a glorious kingilom,A kingdom bright and fair, And ma- ny lit-tle children Wait on the good King thera.
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2. O, in that glorious kingdom
Is built a throne of gold;
Its ornaments are jewels,
With riches all untold.
A kingdom, kingdom,
A bright and glorious kingdom,
A kingdom, a kingdom,
A kingdom bright and fair.
8. 0, in that glorious kingdom.
And on that golden throne,
There reigns the blessed Saviour,
Those children are his own.
Yes, children, children,
Are in that glorious kingdom;
That kingdom, that kingdom,
That kingdom bright and fair.
4. And in that glorious kingdom,
Around the throne of gold,
Are throngs of children's angels,
Their numbers are untold.
Yes, angels — angels
Are in that glorious kingdom^
That kingdom, that kingdom,
That kingdom bright and £air.
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The children of that kingdom,
Around that glorious throne,
Have palms and crowns of victory,
And harps of sweetest tone.
All singing — singing
There in that glorious kingdom
That kingdom, that kingdom,
That kingdom bright and fair.
6. And now they lift their voices
In praises loud and sweet.
And cast their o:'owns of victory
Down at their Saviour's feet.
Of victory, victory,
Their crowns, their crowns of yictoryj
Of victory, of victory,
Their crowns at Jesus' feeL
1. Come, all who love that kingdcm.
That kingdom bright and fair;
Come, give your hearts to Jesus,
And dwell forever there.
And praise him — praise him
Forever in that kingdom;
That kingdom, that kingdom,
» That kingdom biight and fair.
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1. Brother, kast thou wander'd far From thy Father's happy home, With thyself and God at war? Turn thee, brother, homewara
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Hast thou wasted all the powers
God for noble uses gave ?
Squander'd life's most golden hours?
Turn thee, brother ; God can save.
3. He can heal thy bitterest wound,
He thy gentlest prayer can hear-.
Seek him, for he may be found
Call upon him ; he is neara
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niAiOSUE BETWEEN SCHOLARS AND TEACHERS.
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L Scholars. I am so bap - py all day long, I can - not keep from singing ; Glad words are e v - er on uiy tongue, And
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4. It is your gentle Shepherd's voice
That tells the pleasing story.
That makes your liearts in love rejoice,
And leads to life and glory.
Children, children, This is why you are so happy, A«.
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That call me to my teachers ; ]
Where kindness in each bosom dwells,
And lights their h.ippy features.
Teacher, teacher. Tell me why I am so happy, &«,
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2. You love the cheerful hymns oi praise
Tliat tune our souls to gladness,
• And while their choral notes we raise,
There is no time for sadness.
Children, children, This is why you are so happy,
Happy, happy, la our own dear Sabbath-sehooL
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8. Fly swift ye week days, come and go,
And bring the holy morning ;
I rise with pleasure all aglow.
To greet its earliest dawning.
Teacher, teacher, Tell me why I am so happy, <6c.
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Teachers.
6. The Bible is the word of truth, —
A pure aud priceless treasure ;
O make it iu the days of youth
The source ot all your pleasure.
Children, children, This is why you are so happy,
Happy, happy, Iq our own dear Sabbath-school.
Scholars.
1. Alas, for children far and near.
Who have no Sabbath teaching ;
Will not some faithful guide appear,
With kindly hand outreaehing ?
Teacher, teacher, 0 'twould make them all so happy,
Happy, happy, lu their own dear Sabbath-school.
Teachers (while the Scholars sing ike 9lh stanza.)
8. These heavenly blessings while you share
Your hearts with wisdom lighted,
Remember in your evening prayer
Poor children thus benighted.
God will hear you, He will make them good and happy,
Happy, happy, In their own dear Sabbath-school.
Scholars (with Teachers singing 8th stanza.}
9. These heavenly blessings while wo share
Our hearts with wisdom hghted;
We will remember in our prayer
Poor children thus benighted.
God will hear us. He will make them good and happy,
Happy, happy, In their own dear Sabbath-school,
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2. We come to own tha power divine
That watches o'er our days ;
For this our cl^^erful voices join
la hymna ri' grateful praise.
& We come to learn thy holy word,
And as.k thy tender care ;
Before thy throne. Almighty Lord,
We bend in humble prayer.
May we in safety pass this day.
From sin and danger free ;
And ever walk in that sure way,
That leads to heaven and tbea.
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SEMI-CHORUS. FULL CHORUS. SEM1-CHORT38.
( 1st. Thro' the world we're marching on, Joyful, joy- ful, joy - full Soon our Heav-en will be won,
^' ( 2d. Night will soon be turn'd to day, Joy - ful, joy - ful, joy - ful 1 God will wipe all tears a - way,
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Joy - f ul ev - er - - - more I ) 0, the road is short and straight. Leading up to Zi - on's
gate, There our loved ones for U3 wait, Joy - ful, joy-ful ev - er- more, Joy-ful ev - er more.
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Chorus. — Joyful, joyful, joyful ;
Ist. — Counting earthly gain as loss,
Ghorics. — Joyful evermore.
2d. — When we lay life's burden down,
Chorus. — Joyful, joyful, joyful ;
2c?. — We shall take the promised crown,
Chorus. — 'Joyful evermore.
Hefrain.—O, the road ia short, <fec
1st. — Now we look to Christ for ai(f ,
Chorus. — Joyful, joyful, joyful;
1st. — None in vain to Him have prayed,
Chorus. — Joyful evermore.
8d. — Let us place our trust in Him,
Chorus. — Joyful, joyful, joyful ;
2c?.— Never let our faith grow dim,
Chorus. — Joyful evermore.
He/rain. — 0, the road is &hort, «fec.
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8. Rooes of spotless white are given,
By the glorious King of Heaven ;
All can have them, they are free,=-
Ib there one prepared for me !
Is there one for me ? &c.
4. Harps of solemn sound above,
Swell loud praises to His love;
Oh I how sweet their sounds will be,-—
Is there one prepared for me ?
Is there one for me ? «fec
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1. Marching on I marching on 1 glad as birds on the win^, Come the bright rsaks of soldiers from nt-ar and from far ;
Happy hearts, full of song, 'neath our banners we bring, "We are sol - diers of Zi - on prepared for the war.
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i» on ( pressiDg on ! to the dm of the fray,
With the firm tread of faith to the battle we go ;
*Mid the cheering of angels, our ranks inarch away,
With our flags pointing ever right on tow'rds the foe
Marching on, «fec.
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Fighting on I fighting on ! in the irudet of the strife,
At the call of our Captain, we draw ev'ry sword ;
We are battling for God, we are straggling for life,
Let us strike ev'ry rebel that fights 'gainst the Lord
Marching on, <fec.
Singing on ! singing on ! from the battle we come,
Ev'ry flag bears a wreath, ev'ry soldier renowa ;
Heav'nly angels are waiting to welcome us home.
And the Saviour will give us a robe and a crown-
Marching on, Ac.
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1. There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; Lose all their guilty stains.
And sinners, planged beneath that flood.
Chorus. I now believe, I do believe, That Jesus died fer me ; That on the cross he shed his blood, From sin to set me free.
2. The dying chief rejoiced to see
Tb it fountam in his day ;
And there may I, though vde as he.
Wash all my sins away.
Cho. — I aow believe, I do believe, <fec.
& Thou dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never loss its power.
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Are saved, to sin no more,
I Qow believe, I do beliere Ao.
4. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowmg wounds supply.
Redeeming love has been my theme.
And shall be, till I die.
I now beheve, I do believe, &a
5. Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save ;
When this poor, lisping, stammering tonga*
Lies silent m the grave.
I BOW believe, I do believe, &%.
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We are bound for the land of promise. We are bound for the land of promise,
I Come ttnd join our happy throng, Come and joiu our happy throng,
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2. Far away in tVie fields of glory
Saiats and angels sweetly sing,
Fai" away in the fields of glory
Now their hallelujahs ring. — Cho.
8. "WTien our hearts are oppressed and -weary,
Jesus bids us watch and pray ;
1. "We are out on the ocean sailing,
Homeward bound we sweetly glide ;
"We are out on the ocpan sailing,
To a home beyond the tide.
^o,— All the Btorma will soon be orer,
Thaa. -vre'il anebor in tha harbor.
When our hearts are oppressed and weary,
lie will cheer us on our way. — Cho.
4. Onward, then, to the land of promise.
Stay not in the vale below ;
Onward haste to the land of premise,
Where the streams of pleasure flow. — C^
We are out on the ocean Bailing;
To a home beyond the tide.
2. Millions now are safely landed
Over on the golden shore;
Millions more are on their loumoy.
Yet there's room fr>r millions more.-'->^^
Ou\ ow \\ve Oeecxw ScvvVvwcy.
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8. Spread yonr sails, while heavenly breezes
Gently waft our vessel on ;
All on board are sweetly singinj^ —
Free salvation is the song.— CTto.
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When we all are Bafely anchorea,
"We will shout — our trials o'er :
"We will walk about the city,
And we'll sing for evermor.— C%a.
'I!iZ!,°ll°Z^%^\^\^^ l}u ^^lo ^\^- I^A»'«o^-r'- -^as first Biins at a !ar?e Union Meeting c
.ocbestor N 1 ., October 4th, SS3. As a response to that beautiful l.vmn, " .Tesv.s pai.l it all " .
wy useful ; for who that is truly converted, does not wish to be " doin"g something "for Jesus f
1. I have cast my " doing " down,
Yes, down at Jesus' feet ;
Now I stand in Him alone,
All glorious and complete.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe ;
Something either great or small,
From love to Him I'll do
8. Tfow to Jesus' work I'll cling,
Alone by simple faith ;
Doing was a " deadly " thing.
It would have been my d«atlu
Jesus paid it all, Ac
t. Legal works Fve given o'er.
My Jesus is my all ;
Sins that tasted sweet before
Upon my senses pall.
J«eus paid it all, tfra
4. Jesua once in anguish bled
Upon the cruel tree ;
There He bowed His sacred head.
And suffered all for me.
Jesus paid it all, <fec
6. Twas my sins that nailed Him there.
My sins that shed His blood,
Mine that pierced His bleeding eida,
The blessed Son of God.
Jesus paid it all, <fec.
6. All my life shall now be given
To Christ, my risen Lord ;
Learning all the way to Heaven
My duty in His "Word.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe ;
Something either great or ima'l,
From love to Hiza I'll do.
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31— Two to each measure. IVords tuntten for this work.
1. O, if my soul is savec^ from death,'Twill be by grace — all by grace; Let praise employ my latest breath, Praise praise, for erace.
My strength ia weakness, hope in fear.
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My refuge when the storm is near.
A livinglight my way to cheer ; O for grace, for saving grace I
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i. If Jesus cleanse me from my sin,
'Twill be by grace, all by grace;
If now I feel a peace within,
'Tis ail by srace.
Be this my shield asrainst despair.
My joy in every pain I bear;
Be this the burden of my prayer,
O for grace, for saving grace t
3. If rescued from the tempter's hand,
'Twill be by grace, all by grace;
If on the Christian's Rock I stand,
'Tis all by grace.
Not of myself, no work of mine
Can light the spark of love divine;
No, Saviour, no, the cift is thine,
O for grace, for saving grace!
t. If on the wings of faith I soar,
'Twill be by grace, all by grace;
Where sin ami dwath are felt no more,
'Tis all by grace
O when my citplive soul is free.
When life eternal opes for me,
That glorious theme my song shall be.
Saved by grace, yes, saved by grace.
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J 1 We're trav"linshome toheav'nabove.Will yon go? will you go? I Millions have reach'd Anointed kings and priests to
y To sinittheSiviour'sdyini love. Will you go? will you eo? ) that blest abode, Qod,
231, C. And lailiions now are on the road, Will you go? will you go?
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1 We're eoJng to see the bleeding Lamb,
Will yon g»? will you go?
In raittiiroHs strains to praise his name,
Will you go? will you go?
The crown of life we there shall wear,
The onnqueror's palms onr hands shall be^,
And all the joys of heaven we'll share:
Will you go y will you go ?
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18 — Three to each measure.
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8. Te weary, heavy-laden, come,
VV ill you go? will you go?
in the blest house tht-re still is room,
W 111 you go ? will you go ?
The Lord is waiting to receive
If thou wilt on him now believe,
^tTi'.f '^'* "'^ troubled conscience ease.
WiU you go ? will you go ?
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Arranged for this -work, by Wm. B. Bradbury.
CHOKUS.
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d^ ^ do love Je - sus, he's my Sav-iour, Je - sus smiles, and loves me too.
2. Teach me Bome melodious measure,
Sung by raptur'd saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love. — Chorus.
3. Jesus sought me, when a stranger.
Wandering from the fold of God ;
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He, to save my soul from danger,
Interposed his precious blood. — Chorus,
4. Prone to wander, — Lord, I feel it ;
Prove to leave the God I love ;'
Here's my heart— O, take and seal it.
Seal it from thy courts abore. — Chort-^
1. Go to til y rest in peace, And soft be tliy le - pose ; Thy toils are oVr, thy troubles cease, Fi-onnarthly cares itt
2. Go to thy peaceful rest, l'"or tliee we need not weep, Since thou art now among the blest, No iisore by sin and
sweet release.Thine eyelids frentlvcloM', Thine eyelids gently close.
so:row pressed. But hush'd in quiet !-leip. But hush'd in quiet sleep.
gently close
hush'd in sleep.
Go to thy rest, and whfl
Thy abseuce we deplore.
One thought our Borrow shall begliil*
For soon with a celestial smile.
We meet to part no more,
We meet to part no more.
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Dr. L. Mason,
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TSister.thou wast mild and lovely.Gentl i B-i the siwniunr breeze; Pleasant as tho airof eveninie.When it floats among tlie trees.
t. i'euceful be thy silent Bluiaber. Peaceful iu the grave so low: Thou no laore wilt Joi«» our number, Thou no more our ^ongs
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Dearest sister, thou hast left us.
Here t ly loss we deeply feel ;
But 'tis Goil that hast bereft us;
ile caa still our sorrow b(i«L
4. Yet again we hope to meet thee,
When the day of life is fled ;
Then, in heaven with joy to greet thee,
Where uo farewell tear is shed.
"xt^nk l™"."^ "" ''^ ff"T'""- ^""^ '"'^"'^'"^ "^^ •■•"P""t of this beautiful hymn
^ 1 hank^you for singin? tliat hyinn, • Kvkn Mk, for it was the sin ' ~ '
Wlien tliey all sung those btauti
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others, O bless me. Even
me to
words,
accept KVEN ME.
ria of that hymn that has saved me.
' ^^"oi'(l.s, * Let some (lror)i)in£rs lij^-ht (
to reach my very soul. I thought J..us can «ccep' 'me Even
md BlesslM
A Convert."
Wm. B. Bradbury.
From "The Golden Shower
^j Lord, I hear nf sho\
■ I Shower.s the tiiir^t\
( Pii8snieu<.t.OG
I Thou might'st lea
rs of bU'ssinsrs, Thou art scatterins full amffree; i
and refreshm-; Let some droppings fall on me.
1, my Father, binful t:,ou2h uiy heart may be ;
I e me, but the rather Let thy mercy fall on me. [Even me. Even me. Let some droppings fall on me.
Even me, Even me, Let some di
oppings fall on i
3. Pass me not. 0 gracious Saviour
Li-t me live and Clin;; to thee:
«?, '?" '""Sine for thy favor;
Whilst th.iu'rt calling, call for me-
Even me.
4. Pass m- not. O mi?hty Spirit.
Thou canst make the blind to see:
Witne.sses of Jesus' merit,
Speak the word of power to me—
Even me.
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5. Love of God, so pure and ehan-'eless •
Blood of Christ so rich and free ;
Grace of God, so rich and boundless.
M'jgHify it all in me,—
Even me.
6. Pass me not, tny lost one bringing ;
Bind my heart. O Lord, to thee ;
Whilst the streams of life are springing'.
Blessing others, O, bless me.—
Even me.
1. All hail ! the power of Jesus' name.
Let anirels prwtrate fall ;
Bring forth tlie royal diadem.
Ami crown him Lord of all'.
1. Te chosffH seed of Israel's race
Ye nin.M)in'd from the fall, '
Uail him, who sav«s you hv his grace.
And crown him Lord of alL
Twne,— Coronation!
3. Let every kindred, every tribe.
On tills terrestrial ball.
To him all majesty ascribe, " ' "
And crown him Lord of all
4. O that with yonder sacred throne
We at his feet may fall ;
We'll join the everlasting song
And crown him Lord of all. vvsoAa,
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T>UET,
K , CHORUS. DUET.
% Jerusalem, for ever frpe. —
iii-autiful land ul rest!
The soul's sweet home of Liberty, —
Beautiful land of rest!
The gyves of sin, the chains of woe.
The ransomed there will never know.
Jerusalem. &o.
8. Jernsalem, for ever dear, —
Beautiful land of re>tl
Thy pearly gates almost appear,—
Beautiful land of rest I
And when we tread thy lovely shore,
"We'll sing the song we've sung before,—
JerusaUm. ^.
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'Ths Lord is mt Shkphkrd, I shall not want. Hk maketm mr to lis po^nr nr asBKtr
. BESIDE TUB STILL WATBB3."
21 — Four to each measure.
PASTTEIS ; HB LEADEXa US
1. He lead - eth me ! O, blessed thought, O, words with heavenly comfort fraught, Whate'er i do, where-
2. Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er
e'er I
troubled sea-
Still 'tis God's hand that lead-eth me !
• Still 'tis his band that lead-eth me !
lead-eth me! He lead-eth me! By
He lead- eth me! He lead-eth me I Ac.
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his own hand he leadetb me ; His faithful follower I would be. For by his
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hand be leadetb me.
Lord, I -would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor eVfer murmur nor repine —
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.
He leadeth me, <tc
And when my task on earth is done.
When, by thy grace, the victory's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee.
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
He leadeth me. &o.
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8 — One to each. measurA,
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, The night will cast no sha - dow Up-on the morniag land. The dark clouds ne'er will gather A
( And there the sound of weeping Shall never-more be heard : With sorrow and with sigh - ing Our
I bove the golden strand ;
I hearts no more be stirred, f The morning land, the morning land. How blessed 'twill be there to stand, And
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greet the glance, and clasp the hand Of those who've gone before, Of those who've gone before, Gone to
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heaven's shin-ing shore, To the morning Iftnd, To the morning land,Where we shall part no more.
3.
"We mourn earth's faded blossoms,
But there bright flowers will bloom.
Beyond the grave's cold portal,
Beyoud the sileut tomb.
Fairer thaa early Eden,
Fairer than aught beloW,
Will be that land of morning',
The home to which we go.
Cho. — The morning land, <fec.
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Our days are swiftly gliding,
Fraught with both good and Y\\
But though life's di-aught seema bitteij
We'll trust the Giver still.
By f-iith we wi.l look forward,
T.ll joyfully we stand
Beside the loved and loving.
la God's own morning land.
Clio. — The morning land, Ac
^Ws/^vBoNAR. *We.^e\PV>[VO\£'0 NOC Scx\ OV AYCCVVV^. Theo. F. Sewaru.
10— F<ur 10 each measure.
1. Tbis is not my place of restinr. Mine's a city ypt to come; Onw;ud to it I atn liastiiitr. On to my e - ternnlhomek
2. Ill it uU is lljiUt and glory, O er it s. lines a uightless day ; Every trace of sin's sad story — All the curse has pa.sseU away.
; " Nev-er-more, Nevermore, Nev- ermoro be sad or weary, Ner • ermore, Nev-ermore, Nev- ermore to sin o-gain.
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8. There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads U3
By the streams of life along.
On the freshest pastures feed us.
Turns our sighing into soug.
Nevermore, <fcc.
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4. Soon we pass this dreary desert,
Soon we bid fa"ewell to pain,
Nevermore be sad or weary,
Never-more to piu n'^aia.
Nevermore, i-j.
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- Tliree to each measurt>.
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chant their hymns of joy, "GIo-
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the highest— glo - ry! GIp-ry be to God most high 1"
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FOR CHRISTMAS OR OTHER FESTIVALS.
3. Hftste, ye mortals, to adore him;
Learn his name, and taste his joy;
Till in heaven ye sine before him,
Glory be to God most high.
Haste, ye mortals, to adore him ;
Learn his name, and taste his jojr;
Till in heaven ye sine before him.
Glory be to God most high.
Hear them chant
2. Peace on earth — good-will from heaven,
Reaehing far as man is found ;
" Sonl's redeemed, and sins forgiven,"
Loud onr golden harps shall sound.
Christ is born, the great Anointed ;
Heaven and earth his praises sing!
O, receive whom God appointed,
li'or your Prophet, Priest, »nd King.
'5e«»vts owv VWcA.
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* Airo Hk APOflB, AND BKBtTKKD THB WIND. AND SAID UNTO THE SBA, PEAOB. BE 8T1IX."— JTor* Iv, 8ft
Tl^ords by Kate Camer.on.
16— TVw to each measure.
1 Je- sua is our Pi-lot,— No one else can guide Our frail bark in safety, O'er life's stormy tide.
2 Je- SU8 is our Pi-lot,— Leaning on His arm, "Wo are safe from danger, Safe from fear and harm.
s! Je- BUS is our Pi-lot,— Well he knows the way, From these earthly shadows, To the realms of day.
When the waves of trouble Baf- fle hu-man skill, He can always calm them With Hi s " Peace be still \
In His strong protection Letusev-er rest; Refuge from all sorrow On His faith- ful breast
He can fiod that harbor, Others seek in vain, Where as Lord of glo-ry, Ev-er-more He U reign.
Je - BUS is our Pi- lot— Guided by his hand. We shall reach the Haven, On the gold-en straad.
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The following Interestins Incident lias grivpn rise to the beautiful son^, "A Light In the Window."
1 hoy, at tlie iiee of twelve yt'ais, woikt-d out by tlie day to support a widowed mother, carrying home his earnings at
mgnt "One niglit," he says, "it beintf very darlc anil niud<ly, and having three miles to travel, and a lieavy buniile t» carry,
I did not reach home until late : my mother, feelde ami weary, had retired, but slie quickly arou.seJ when slie heard iiiy
Voice, and soon met nie at the door, with a warm kiss, and wanner tears, and a 'God bless you, my dear boy.' As she re»
ceived my bundle, she exclaimed, 'After this, my son, I'll set a light in the window for you ;' and, true to her word, th»
bright light in the window .Tppeared, and O. how it cheered my heart ever after. for years. Health failinir me, I loft homo,
Cafter my brothers could help mother,) and went to sea. When three years from home, and on the Pacific Ocean, my mother
died ; but just before she expired, she said to tho.se around her, 'O give Edward my dying blessing, lor he has been a good
"" '' " ■ " he window for him.
boy.
Tell him I have gone to Heaven, and I will set a light in the '
SOLO, or a few voices.
Wm. B. Bradbury.
1. There's a light ia the window for thee, brother, There's a light in the window for thee;
2. lliere's a crown, and a robe, and a palm, brother, When from toil and from care you are free ;
A dear one has moved to the mansions a - bove, There's a light in
The Saviour has gone to prepare you a home, With a light ia
win-dow
win-dow
for
for
thee
thee.
^ "Ia^VA \w \\ve- 'W\.>txG.o>xy. C)Owc\\v&.e&,
Z. O watch, and be faithful, and pray, brother.
All your journey o'er life's troubled sea,
Tho' afflictions assail you, and storms beat severe,
There's a light in the window for thee,
A mansion in heaven we see, <fec.
4. Then on, perseveringly on, brother,
Till from conflict and suffering free ;
Bright angels now beckon you over the stream.
There's a light in the window for thee.
A mansion in heaven we see, «fec-
ANSWER TO "A LIGHT IN THE WINDOW,
L 0, the moonlight is dreary and cold, mother,
As it looks in the eye of the sea ;
The waves are asleep in the arms of the deep,
And my spirit is pining for thee.
Chorus. — Thou art gone, and I soon shall be there,
la thy crown of rejoicing to share ;
I hear thy soft wh'sper again,
And thy " light in the window" I see.
2, 1 am far from the home of my youth, mother,
I'm alone on the wide-rolling sea;
I cannot forget thy sweet lessons of truth.
Oh, my spirit is pining for thee. — Chonis.
I remember the spot where I played, mother,
When a child, in my innocent glee ;
The church where it stood at the end of the glad^
And the prayer tLdt I lisped at thy knee. — Oho,
, I am watch worn and weary to-night, mother,
In my bark on the wide-roiiiiig sea ;
I know there's a rest in the heaven above,
Oh, my spirit is pining for thee. — Chorxes,
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••OOMB OVBB INTO i'ACEDONIA AND HKLP US."— ^Cte 16 I 9.
10^ Thfee to ench meatiure. ^ i^ ,
Wm. B. Bradbort.
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. j There's a cry from Mace-do-nia — Come and help us; The light of the gos- pel bring, O come ! Let ub
'( 0 ye heralds of the cross be up and do - ing Re- mem-ber the great command, Away 1 Go ye
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hear the joy - ful ti-dings of sal - va - tion, "We thirct for the liv - ing spring. }
forth and preach the word to ev - 'ry crea • ture. Proclaim it in ev - 'ry land, f They shall
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gather from the East, They shall gather from theWest.With the pa • tri - archs of old, And the
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I ransom'd shall re-turn To the kingdoms of the blest With their harps and crowns of gold.
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• Music from Bradbury's new rallying song, " A Sound among the Forest Trees," just published at 125 Broome St, i
Uock east of Broadway and for saie at Musis stores geaerall/.
9. 0 Hkw beautiful their feet upon the mountains
Thfe i lings of peace who bring, Who bring
To tae nations of the earth who sit in darkness,
And tell them of Zion's king;
llien ye heralds of the cross be up and doing,
Go work in your master's field, Away I
Sound the trumpet, sound the trumpet of sal
vatioa,
The Lord is your strength and shield-
Let the distant isles be glad,
Let them hail the Saviour's bulh.
And the naws of pardon free,
Till the knowledge of the truth
Shall extend to all the earth,
As the waters o'er the sea.
There's a cry from Macedonia, &o.
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We've joined the plorious Army,
Who march to Zion's Hill,
And our Saviour is our Captain,
And h(<"ll protect us still.
And tho' thi> conflict rages.
We know "twill soon be passed.
For every soldier of the cross
There's victory at last.
Cfio. For thf re's victory at last, yes,
There's victory at last.
We'll shout and sing to God our King,
And praise hiiu for the past.
O we'll praise him for the past, yes,
We'll praise him for the past, [last
For there's victory, victory, victory at
fVords ivritten for this ivorii.
Our foe, the cruel tempter,
The world our battle-fleld,
While the Bible is our weapon.
And God our strength and shield.
Press onward, gallant heroes.
The war will soon be passed.
Then to every soldier of the cross
There's victory at List.
Cho. For there's victory at last, &e.
Our troops are bold and fearless.
And tho' our march be long.
O'er craggy rock an<l mountain,
We singour battle-song.
For Music See page 12a
Ye have listed in the army of the faithful
Like heroes the battle fight, Away 1
There are foes on every hand that will assail yoo,
Then ■^ird en ycur armour bright ;
\v :th the lianner of the cross unfurled before you,
The sword of the spirit wield, Away 1
Ye shall conquer through his mercy who hath
loved you,
The Lord is your strength and shield.
Ye are marching to the land
Where the saints in glory stand, i
And the just for joy shall sing,
Ye by faith may bring it nigh ;
Ye shall reach it bye and bye,
And your shouts of triumph ring.
There's a cry from Macedonia, &a
Hosanna In tbe highest.
Our toil will soon be passed
Then to every soldier of the Cross
There's victory at last.
Cho. For there's victory at last, itac
O loyful, joyful tidings.
Let every tear be dry,
Fo' >yar army is advancing,
The promised land is nigh.
And when the war is over.
And every danger passed, [tbera.
Then we'll sing with all the ransomea
Of victory at last, &Q,
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•COOTIDETl THI LILIES Or THB riBLD, HOW TEBl QrLOyf.'—Mzttl. i.'t^-M
TToras hy liev. ]. A. Collier, Kingston, N. Y. ^
i Hark the lilies whisper Tenderly and \o^, " In our grace and beauty See how fair we grow;" Thus our heavenly Father
cares for them,
And bhall he not care for you.
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51 Ilark, the roses speaking,
Telling all abroad
Their sweet, wondrous story,
Of the love ot God,
In the liose of Sharon.
Jesus Christ tlie L»rd.
The roses how they bloom !
The beautiful roses, how tliey bloom I
Your Father cares for Ihein,
And shali he not care for you ?
Buttercups and daisies.
And the violets sweet.
Flowers of field and garden-
All their voices meet ;
And tlieir Maker's praises
To our souls rejieiit.
Tliey sing their Maker's praise.
The beautiful flowers, how they sing
Your F.ather cares for them.
And shall He not care for you?
4. Let us, then, be tr\istful.
Doubting not, altliough
Much of toil and trouble
Be our lot below.
Think upon the lilies.
See how fair they grow.
The lilies of the field.
The beautiful lilies of the Held;
Your Father cares for trhem,
And shall Ue not care for you T
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1 Jesus to thy dear arms I flee, I have no other help but thee; For thou dost suffer me to come, O take a little wand'rer home
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X>. S. O take a little wwid'rer homa.
r mv cross to hpnr _ B Mtf
t- Jesas, I'll try my cross to bear,
1 11 follow tlu-e and never Ii-ar-
From thy dear fold I would not roam
O Uke a httle wanderer liome.
8. Jesns, I cannot sen thee here
Yet still 1 kiiow tliou-rt very near ;
O say my sins are all forgiven
And X shall dwell with thee in heaven.
5. And now, dear Jesiis, I am thine,
U be thou ever, ever mine,
And let me never, never roam
irom thee, the little wanderer's home.
_^ |y^j ^ CHORUS. ^'"'^ "The Chain." 6y^«rmw*io».
P^lpi^PP
2.
Wh.at brought them to that world above,'
Where all is peace, and joy, and love ?
How came those children there ?— cVw
glory, glory, glory, alle - I'u-jah !
^=^^^^ r~r-f- F^-p=5q^-^-Because the Saviour shed his blood,
"^ -lu wash away our sin •
Both in that pure and precious flood,
iiehold them white and clean
CAo.
On earth they sought the Saviour's erac*
On e;.rth they loved his name ;
An<l now they see his blessed face.
And stand betore the LamU— CAo,
L Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet
Aguilty rebel lies
An.1 upward to the mercy -seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.
Crying save me, save mof
Save me, blessed Saviour I
<!rying save me, .■-ave me I
Save me, blessed Savlourl
1 If tears of sorrow would suffice
To Day the debt I owe.
Tune, "Children in Heaven.'
Tears
5 should from both mv weeping eye*
In ceaseless torrents ioW.—C/iorua.
8. But no such sacrifice I plead
To expiate my guilt ;
No tears, but those which thou hast shad—
ho blood, but thou hast sf,eii.—OA^rm.
4 Think of thy sorrows, .iearest Lordl
And all ray sins forgive '
Justice will well approve the wore
Iliat bid* the sinner live V/Mru»,
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Cc*OYV^ \0 Cjso\ vW WvC- Wv0>.(l%\.\
ANIVERSARY ANTHEM. Wm. B. BradborT.
f-3 3-S-* ^-m>-i-^ • • . ^, ^,,„ ... ♦„/i„., fii,..v„ ... fio.l in the iiiL'h-estlS
Glo - ry to God
Glo-ry to God, Glo- ry to God in »he high- est I Shall
SEMI-CHORUS or DUET.
be our song to
bo our son
'■" - '•■— ""■■« "■'■' 'loundUbS love ; So
501 was borne, 6un(t
iTn tSTS vi7r-s drh u^-r-cie8 prove His ct'sclels care Zud boun.lU'^s love ; Si)
aSe song tk^woke the Rloriou* uiorn When i)a-v.d-.^c^rjor v^u. borne, SunR
FULL CHORUS.
*^ let oiu^louTl-e-t voic-es raise Our An - ni - ver- sary song ol prai>e.
by an heavenly host, and
, ^,.. _. sary song
Would join ,b"an-ge - lie com - pa
Glo-ry to God in the high-ett!
Glo-ry to God in the b.t'i - esti
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Glory w., ~ -•.-•■
Glory to God in the bigh-
Glo-ry, Clo-ry, eo-ry. pin-rv, wn.iv wc w v,,,.. ■ .. - r-- -
Glo-ry, flo-ry, |lo-ry, glo-ry, Glo-ry be to God on high t
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^Vovv^ \o VjkOA. vu\ \VN.e ^v^\\es\. C^o^cVvvded^. IJT
Glory to God in the highest I
Shall be our song to-duy,
And while we with the angels sing;
Gifts, with the wise men, let us bring
Unto the Babe of Bethleheai,
And offer our young heaits to him.
Glory to God in the highest, «fe<j.
4 Glory to God in the highest J
Shall be our song to-day.
O, may we, an uabrokea band,
Around the throne of Jesus stand,
And there with angels and the throng
Of his redeemed ones, join the son^.
Glory to God in the highest, <fec.
1. Blow ye the trumpet blow- Tlie gladly solenm sound! Let all the nations know. To enrth '8 remotest bound
2. hx - alt the Lamb of God, Ihe sin u - ton-ingLamb ; lie - demption by his blood Through all the land-procluim
Tl .«• ■ - V. , ~ . ~ ™, • • * I
The year of ju - bi - lee is come, The year of ju- bi - lee is come; Eeturn, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
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The year of ju-bi- lee is come. The year of ju- bi
8. The Gospel trumpet hear.
The news of pardoning grace;
Ye happy souls draw near.
Behold your Saviour's face ;
The year of jubilee is come ;
Eeturn, ye ransom'd sinners, homa.
I come; Ee-turn,
ye ran -
I'dsin-ners, homa.
4. Jesus, our Great High Priest.
Has full atonement made;
Te weary spirits, rest,
Ye mournful souls, be glad ;
The year of jubilee is come ;
Seturn, ye ransom'd sinners, hornet
— Tico to each menxure. PIC-NIO SONG._
Wm. B. Bradbcrt.
1. T(i the woods, to the woods away. To the woods, to the woods awnr,
2. To lue woodo, to tuti wooili away, I'u^iie woods, to llie wooUa away.
To the woods a - war, to the woods a-way, Vn
T o Ilxo wouua u - way, to llie Woods a way 1 Tu«
^ ^ b<' ^
this our fes-talniormng"Wc'llshoutan(1sinp, till the fo-nsts nil?, bo birds and bpps take warning. ITur-rah, Hur
Bun is sliiii-iiig o'er us, The blossoms fair are waiting the. e, Aud llie buds will juui tlie clio-i us. llur-iau, &&
i^ i/' ^— "- i^—v-^ -^-> ^ <^ Z ^ ^ ,
•^ B* Hurrah,
- laUI } Hur-nnh, hur- rah for the sh.i-dy d^ll, Hurrah fur the rippling wa - tcr! ) To the woods a-
\ We 11 shout and sing, till the lo-rests ring, Ench hap-jiy son ahd daughter, f To the woods
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liur-rah I
- way, To the woods
i - way. lUpeat pian isHmo, diminishing to the end, as if graduaUy retirin ff
e-«av,
T« the woods a - way, To the woods a-way, To the woods a- way, a-way, a-way, a-wpy.
* ' ^ o \\\e AY oodi% a\»av^ / ^ C oweWCicA .
8. To the -woods away I to the -woods away 1
>J'ow aloug the vale, over hill and dale,
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The tender
grass IS growing ;
4. To the -v^oods away ! to tlie woods away!
To the woods away ! to the woods away I
Ou this our festal morniug ;
We'll shout and sing, till the forests
So birds and bees take waruiu".
Hurrah! hurrah, &c
The blue-bird's notes through the azure floats,
And dimpled brooks are flowing.
Hurrah! hurrah, <fee.
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B.C.
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2. All ye nations, join and sing,
Chiist, of lords and kings, is King ;
Let it sound f:om shore io shore,
Jesus reigns for evermore.
Wake the song, Ac.
Now the desert lands rejoice.
And the islands join their voice —
Yea, the whole creation sings,
Jesus is the King of khigs.
Wake the son?, <fec
Holy Bible, book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine ;
Mine to tell me whence I came;
Mine to teach me what I am.
D. 0. Holy Bible, book divine, Ac
Mine to chide me when I rove;
Mine to show a Father's love ;
Mine to guide my doutful feet ;
Mine to juJge, condemn, acquit.
D. a Holy Bible, book divine, Ao.
Mine to comfort in distress,
Mine to cheer, sustain, and blees;
Mine to show by living faith
Man can triumph over death.
B. a Holy Bible, book divine, Ac
Mine to tell of joys to come ;
Mine to lead the spirit home.
O thou precious book divine,
Holy Bible, thou art mine.
D. C. Holy Bible, book divine, Ao.
SOLO, or SEMI-CHORUS.^ lO-Tico to each, maisun
Fr$tn Thk Cauoiw
I 1.
1 am a pa-triot true, Sir, Yes, I am. Yes, I am; I am a patriot, true sir, a
Each thought and word ia loy - al, Yes, it is, Yes, it is ; Each tho't and word is ley - al, My
•-« «
'-p — p tr ^ I I ? • • • I
^i^i
pa-triot firm and tr«e,
theme is e - ver new.
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^ Fine.
My arm is strong, my heart is light, And I will stand up for the right, My
^ ^ > > > ^ |S ^ ^ ^ .^ ,^ A -^t .^ ,^ H*.
B. C withfuU Chorus.
arm is strong, my heart is light, I'll stand up for the right : Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
■^ •' D. C. with full Chorus.
^ 4t- -^ *■
m s ^ ^ ^ N ^
S. I am s patriot tme, Sir,
Yes, 1 am, yt-s, I am ;
I am a patriot true, Sir,
Ljke these of srvknty-fivb.
I love that [latiiot spirit,
Yes, I do, yes I do,
1 love that [)atriot spirit, —
Tis in my breast alive.
I vfill not bhun the toil or care,
But for my country do or dare ;
I will not shun the toil or care,
But bravely do or dare.
8 I love my country's cause. Sir,
Yes, I do, yes, I do ;
I love my country's cause, Sir,
Her noble, sacred cau.-e.
And I'll obey her laws, Sir,
Yes, I will, yes, I will;
And I'll obey her laws. Sir,
Her just and ritrhteous laws.
Her Constirution 1 will prize.
So just and equal, good and wise.
Her Constitution I will prize,
So just, and good, and wise.
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L I am a patriot true. Sir,
Yes, 1 am, yes, I am ;
I am a patriot true. Sir,
All ready lor the strife.
My country's good is all. Sir,
Yes, it is, yes, it is;
My country's good is all, Sir,—
To me the breathe of life.
I'd pour the blood from every vein,
To leave her free from evury stain,
I'd pour the blood from every vein.
To leave her free from stain.
Yl— Three io each measure.
_ „ Maesto
JVordi by F. S. Smith.
My country, 'tis of thee. Sweet I
of li-ber-ty, Ofthee I
2. My native country - thee, I^^nd of u;;-nob.e-.;;e;ThV ^-e rf:;i^;i^^^'j^;f.^^;;:i7i;lSi^;;::::i]!i:i'i^5^il^
From ev - rv mom
My hr:irt with ra|
n side Lot freedom rin?.
e thrills. Like that a- hove.
: swell the breeze,
from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song:
Let mortal tongues awake.
Let all that breathe partake.
Let rocks their silence break.
The sound prolong.
Our father's God, to thee^
Author of liberty.
To thee we sing:
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our Kin^
ff'ords written for this work.
DUET. li—Two to each measure. Arranged from the German for thit <w»tK
1. Once more our youthful throng In sweetest union raise To God our choral song Of gratitude and praise.
2. From yoa ler world of light Our Father bends His ear, With angels robed ia white.Our grateful song to hear.
^ 11 SEMI-CHORUS. '
( f When shall we join the ho- ly an - gels, Tuning their harps on yonder hap - py shore?)
\ p When in the smiling fields of E - den, When sh..!! we meet the loved ones gone be - fore ? C
FULL CHORUS, ff Repeut Pianissimo.
Hallelujah, sweetly singing. Thro' eternal a-ges ringing, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Praises to the Lamb.
8. His eye that never sleeps,
With c\ er-watchful care,
His faithful ciiildren keeps
From each besetting snare.
When shall we ioin, im.
4. Dear Saviour, may we rest
Our heart, our hopes on thee ;
Reposing on thy breast,
From every danger free.
When shall we join, Ao.
WcxXcVv^uw, ^AV We. *Is &L ^s, "Gou^jXe.
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Moderato. i8 — Two to each measure.
round thee- Lightisbi-eakinstin the skies:..
w^^iSM^^^^ms.
Gird thy bridal robes
und thee, Morning dawns, a-rise, a - rise I
^ESET^HZ?*;
2.. Watehman, see, the light is beaming,
Brighter still upon the way ;
Signs through all the earth are gleaming,
Omens of the coming day
When the Jubal f umpet sounding,
Shall awake f^om earth and sea,
And ths saints of God now sleeping,
Clad iu immortality.
%, Watchman, hail, the light ascending,
Of tlie grand Sabbatic year ;
All with voices loud proclaiming
That the kingdom's very near:
Pilgrim, yes, I see just yonder,
Canaan's glorious heights arise,
Salem too appears in grandeur,
Toworing 'ncath its suu-lit skiea.
Watchman, in the golden city,
Seated on His jasper throne,
Zion's king euthroned in beauty.
Reigns ia peace from zone to zone;
There on suu-lit hills and mountains.
Goldea beams serenely glow.
Pulling streams and crystal fountains.
On whose banks sweet fluw'rets bloi
Watchman, see, the land is ntaring,
With its vernal fruits and flowers,
Ou just yonder, 0 how cheering
Bloom forever Eden's bowers 1
Hark 1 the choral strains are ringing,
Wafted on the balmy air,
See the millions, hear them singing
Sooa the pilgrim wiU be there.
UA
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ANTHEM.
4 1 — U
1. Praise the Lord.Praise tlie Lord.Pifi,ise the Lord.
2. Praise the Lord,Praise the Lord.Praise the Lord.
[dew;
O praise the ''^ord when blushing mornin^Wakcs the- flowers frech with
O praise the Lord, and may his blessing Guide us in the way of truth ;
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Praise tiie Lord,
Praise him wHen revived creation Beams with beauty fair and new. Praise the Lord.Praise t'le Lord.Praiso the Lord when early
Keep our feet from paths of er-ror, Make us holy i n o'.ir youth. Praise the Lord.Praise the Lord.Praiso tlie Lord, ye hosts of
breezes Come so frasrrftnt from the flowers. Praise the Lord.Praise theLord.Praise theLord.ye millions by the brookside.Aml yo
/heaven. Ve ar.gels sing your sweetest lays. Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, O utter forth his plo-ry, Sound a-
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bivds aiimni; tlie bowers. Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Praise ye the Lord. Let everything that liath breath, Praise the
loud Jeliovah's praise. Praise the Low, Praise ye the Loi J, Let everything that hath breath,Prai8e,<be.
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Praise tlie Lord,Praise the Lord,
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•I Lord, Praise ye the Lord,
Let ererything that hath breath.
CODA.
Praise the Lord, Praise ye the Lord, Praise ye the Lord, Praiae ye the Lord.
h, I „ I — ^ h, N
1*^ 1. Nearer, my God, to thee, I*Jearer to thee! E'en the' it
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Still all my song shall be, |
Nearer, my God, to thee, J
2. Tho', like the wanderer. The sun goes down, Darkness be o- ver me, My rest a stone ; j Yet in my dreams I'd be i
I Nearer, my God, to thee, j
J?i^zj=^J^:j-f-|_Ji4— ^-[-jr:j^=:^-|-iL|-|j-3. There let the way appear 4 Or, if on joyful -wing,
^"'^^^^'J 3~F^~iS^^~'^ S^^~"" Steps unto heaven : Cleaving the sky,
Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee I
Nearer, niy God, to thee, Nearer to theo 1
All that thou sendest me,
In mercy given ;
Angels to beckon m«
Nearer, my God, to the«,
Nearer to thee I
Sun, moon, and stars forgot^
Upward I fly;
Still all my song shall be,-«
Nearer, my God, to thee^
Nearer £o th««.
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l^ordi hy Mrs. M. A. Kidder, a PHOPHETIO SONG- AND CHOHtre.
15 — Four to each, Tinas dre.
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For many years f^e'Te waited To hail the day of peace,When onr land should be united, And war and strife should cease*
There's vie - to- ry X last, boys, vie
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to- rv at last; O'er land and sea Our flag is free; We'll n.iil it to the mast, Yes, we'll
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nail it to th mast, boys, Nail It to the mast. For
S. The heroes who have gained it
And lived to see that day.
We will meet with flying banners
And honors on the way ;
And all their Bad privations
Shall to the winds be cast
Tor all the boys are coming homo-
There is victory at last
There is victory, <lo.
8. O, happy wives and children
Light up your hearts and homes,
For see. with martial music
." The conquering hero comes,*
With flags and streamers flying,
While drums are beating fast ;
For all the boys are coming '
There is victory'%t last
There is victory. Aa
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Dismiss
blessing
Do good, (.
Do you kr
barefoot '
Doyouknc
Fade, fade,
For many
Glory to Q
Glory to tt
Glory to ti
Go and tel'
Go forth, y
Go to tby 1
Go work tc
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